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Agradece a este podcast tantas horas de entretenimiento y disfruta de episodios exclusivos como éste. ¡Apóyale en iVoox! La sociedad «charlinopintosiana» regresa a la carga con nuevos rarities cuidadosamente elegidos. Carles Pinós nos hablará de un directo de Iceberg para rendir justo homenaje a Jordi Colomer, pero también nos descubrirá a la banda ruso-soviética Arsenal y nos recordará el buen hacer de la británica The Lens. Por su parte, Carlos Romeo dedicará este rarities a la figura de Syd Barret y, David Pintos, continuará analizando la discografía de Phideaux. No te lo debes perder. Edición: David Pintos. www.subterranea.eu www.davidpintos.com Escucha este episodio completo y accede a todo el contenido exclusivo de Subterranea Podcast. Descubre antes que nadie los nuevos episodios, y participa en la comunidad exclusiva de oyentes en https://go.ivoox.com/sq/17710

Michael BruceAs a guitarist in the original Alice Cooper band, Michael Bruce co-wrote such timeless songs as “Eighteen,” “School's Out,” “No More Mr. Nice Guy,” “Under My Wheels” and “Billion Dollar Babies.” He joins us to discuss the band's earliest beginnings when Frank Zappa and Syd Barret were major influences before Bob Ezrin arrived to shape the classic Cooper sound. Created and Produced by Jared Tuten

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ABOUT HAVE YOU GOT IT YET: THE STORY OF SYD BARRETT AND PINK FLOYD Directed by award-winning filmmaker Roddy Bogawa (Taken By Storm: The Art of Storm Thorgerson and Hipgnosis) and the late, acclaimed cover designer Storm Thorgerson (Led Zeppelin, Paul McCartney, Black Sabbath) Narrated by Jason Isaacs (Harry Potter, The Patriot) Featuring interviews with David Gilmour, Nick Mason and Roger Waters, original band managers Peter Jenner and Andrew King, as well as The Who's Pete Townshend and Blur's Graham Coxon among others. Syd and Pink Floyd crystallized a cultural moment where anything seemed possible but where that freedom could come with a cost. Was Syd just another drug casualty? Did he suffer from an undiagnosed mental condition? Or did he dislike the attention and fame as the fun turned to work? While there are no clear answers which might be the case, there is the feeling by all those around Syd that something went terribly wrong. Have You Got it Yet? is a chronicle and a mosaic of Barrett's creative and destructive impulses, his captivating presence and absence - a portrait of the complex puzzle that was his life.

Directed by award-winning filmmaker Roddy Bogawa (Taken By Storm: The Art of Storm Thorgerson and Hipgnosis) and the late, acclaimed cover designer Storm Thorgerson (Led Zeppelin, Paul McCartney, Black Sabbath) Narrated by Jason Isaacs (Harry Potter, The Patriot) Featuring interviews with David Gilmour, Nick Mason and Roger Waters, original band managers Peter Jenner and Andrew King, as well as The Who's Pete Townshend and Blur's Graham Coxon among others. Syd and Pink Floyd crystallized a cultural moment where anything seemed possible but where that freedom could come with a cost. Was Syd just another drug casualty? Did he suffer from an undiagnosed mental condition? Or did he dislike the attention and fame as the fun turned to work? While there are no clear answers which might be the case, there is the feeling by all those around Syd that something went terribly wrong. Have You Got it Yet? is a chronicle and a mosaic of Barrett's creative and destructive impulses, his captivating presence and absence - a portrait of the complex puzzle that was his life.

Diesmal beschäftigt sich Matussek mit dem großen Solitär der deutschen Dichtung, mit Friedrich Hölderlin. Und der Frage, was Pink Floyd und deren Gründer Syd Barret mit ihm zu tun haben. Beide waren schön und genial und glitten auf dem Höhepunkt ihres Schaffens für Jahrzehnte in die lange Nacht des Wahns. Und beiden riefen die zurückbleibenden Freunde und Zeitgenossen hinterher, „Shine on, you crazy diamond“. Dazu strategische Überlegungen mit Rüdiger Safranski, warum der Götterliebling Hölderlin zunächst von rechts (Heidegger, George) in den 20er-Jahren, dann aber von den Linken in den 70er-Jahren heftig zur Gallionsfigur gemacht werden konnte. Schließlich: Friedrich Hölderlin und Pink Floyds „Wish You Were Here“.

A pesar de tener solo diecinueve años cuando grabó este trabajo, Mike Oldfield ya había sido músico profesional desde los quince años, cuando tocó con su hermana Sally Oldfield en el dúo Sallyangie. Con sólo 13 años, ya había actuado en algún que otro club de folk del área de Reading. En 1969, el dúo firmó con el sello Trasanlantic, grabando un único álbum ‘Children Of The Sun’, siendo sus representantes la agencia NEMS, que fue creada en su día por Brian Epstein, el que fuese mánager de The Beatles. Trasanlantic decidió no seguir con ellos, y el dúo como tal, desapareció. Sally Oldfield continuó en solitario (con algunas idas y venidas posteriores con Mike), y éste formó con Terry, otro de los hermanos, la banda de rock Barefoot. A través de dicha agencia NEMS, pasaron a trabajar para Blackhill Enterprises, dirigida por los primeros managers de Pink Floyd, Peter Jenner y Andrew King. En la agencia, además contaban con Syd Barret o el ex-bajista de Soft Machine, Kevin Ayers, con el que posteriormente Mike Oldfield tendría una dilatada carrera. Ayers ya había empezado su carrera en solitario con el álbum ‘Joy Of a Toy’. Como necesitaba una banda , Blackhill le puso en contacto con Mike Oldfield. En 1970 pasó a formar parte de dicha banda, Kevin Ayers and The Whole World como bajista. En 1970 ya compartirían cartel con Pink Floyd.

 The Dark Side of the Moon - 50 años  Un aniversario musical tan importante merecía un capítulo propio, porque uno de los trabajos musicales más icónicos de la historia cumple 50 años de su lanzamiento: “The Dark Side Of The Moon” de Pink Floyd. Para celebrar, les contamos la historia de todo lo que rodeó la producción de esta obra que cambió para siempre los horizontes del Rock. Es tiempo para hablar de Roger Waters, de Syd Barret, de David Gilmour, de la angustia de la vida moderna, de los “lunáticos” y de porqué, realmente, “la luna no tiene un lado oscuro”   Notas del episodio Pink Floyd, la banda que llevó al Rock a límites insospechados Inglaterra después de la Segunda Guerra Mundial La música concreta, una de las mayores influencias en la discografía de Pink Floyd Syd Barret, una ineludible fuente de inspiración para Pink Floyd Los 50 años de The Dark Side of The Moon 10 hechos curiosos de The Dark Side of The Moon

Pink Floyd's Dark Side of the Moon turns 50 in March and we want to celebrate this groundbreaking progressive rock album the way we always do - relating our personal stories of discovering the record, the band, seeing them play live, interviewing their members and going track x track. Dark Side is one of the biggest selling albums of all time (50 million+ sales worldwide) and changed the trajectory of the band who were best known as a psychedelic ensemble famous for their light shows and long instrumentals. After the departure of leader Syd Barret in the late 1960s, the band found their way forward together with all members - David Gilmour, Roger Waters, Rick Wright & Nick Mason - contributing to the writing and musicianship that catapulted this one into the stratosphere. Recorded at EMI Studios (now Abbey Road Studios), the boys along with the help of engineer Alan Parsons experimented with new technology, multiple tracks, sound effects and recording techniques that built a groundbreaking soundscape. Though the record still had the signature Pink Floyd instrumentals, it also included timeless classic rock radio numbers like Money, Time, Us & Them and Brain Damage. From the iconic album cover to the direct, cutting lyrics, this album is unparalleled and remains relevant 50 years after it was first released. Ugly American Werewolf in London Website Twitter Instagram YouTube LInkTree www.pantheonpodcasts.com Visit RareVinyl.com and use the code PODCAST to save 10%! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Pink Floyd's Dark Side of the Moon turns 50 in March and we want to celebrate this groundbreaking progressive rock album the way we always do - relating our personal stories of discovering the record, the band, seeing them play live, interviewing their members and going track x track. Dark Side is one of the biggest selling albums of all time (50 million+ sales worldwide) and changed the trajectory of the band who were best known as a psychedelic ensemble famous for their light shows and long instrumentals. After the departure of leader Syd Barret in the late 1960s, the band found their way forward together with all members - David Gilmour, Roger Waters, Rick Wright & Nick Mason - contributing to the writing and musicianship that catapulted this one into the stratosphere. Recorded at EMI Studios (now Abbey Road Studios), the boys along with the help of engineer Alan Parsons experimented with new technology, multiple tracks, sound effects and recording techniques that built a groundbreaking soundscape. Though the record still had the signature Pink Floyd instrumentals, it also included timeless classic rock radio numbers like Money, Time, Us & Them and Brain Damage. From the iconic album cover to the direct, cutting lyrics, this album is unparalleled and remains relevant 50 years after it was first released. Ugly American Werewolf in London Website Twitter Instagram YouTube LInkTree www.pantheonpodcasts.com Visit RareVinyl.com and use the code PODCAST to save 10%! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Bienvenidos a ROCK FEVER (Los renglones torcidos del ROCK!), el programa bastardo de METAL FEVER donde hablaremos de ROCK y de lo que no es ROCK Vamos a conocer más a fondo la discografía de PINK FLOYD, el grupo más importante dentro del mundo del Rock Progresivo y una de las bandas más importantes de la historia, además de ser una de las que más discos ha vendido. En esta 1a parte, nos centramos en sus primeros lanzamientos, la etapa psicodélica con SYD BARRET, la etapa de transición y creación más coral que supondría la antesala de los grandes discos conceptuales y óperas rock que vendrían más adelante. Lista de canciones: - ARNOLD LAYNE (SINGLE) - SEE EMILY PLAY (THE PIPER AT THE GATES OF DOWN EEUU version) - SET THE CONTROL FOR THE HART OF THE SUN (A SAUCERFUL OF SECRETS) - CYMBALINE (MORE) - CAREFUL WITH THAT AXE, EUGENE (UMMAGUMMA) - ATOM HEART MOTHER (ATOM HEART MOTHER) - ONE OF THESE DAYS (MEEDLE) DISFRUTA Y DIFUNDE MUCHAS GRACIAS A NUESTROS MECENAS: Juanma, Alberto Slament, Oswaldo, Sergi, Mau, José, Iban Bollar, Rubén Oteo y Daniel. Líneas de contacto: Email: metalfeverpodcast@gmail.com Facebook: METAL FEVER Instagram: metalfeverpodcast

Vor 50 Jahren ist eins der erfolgreichsten Alben aller Zeiten herausgekommen - am 01. März 1973 erschien Dark Side Of The Moon von Pink Floyd - ein Meilenstein für die Produktionstechnik, ein Meilenstein als Konzeptalbum. Roger Waters war am Gipfel seines Schaffens als Komponist und irgendwie war das der Zenit einer Band, die ab jetzt - zumindest menschlich - den Abstieg startete. Die Single, die viel mit dem Erfolg von Dark Side Of The Moon zu tun hat, war Money - ein ungewöhnlicher Song mit einem ungewöhnlichen Metrum - besprochen in einer ungewöhnlichen Episode, die vor allem in eine ausgedehnte musikalische Analyse geht - hört selbst. Die Folge zur erfolgreichsten Single von Pink Floyd: https://100malmusiklegenden.de/2021/02/08/another-brick-in-the-wall-part-2-pink-floyd/ Die Folge zu Syd Barret: https://100malmusiklegenden.de/2021/02/07/wish-you-were-here-pink-floyd/ Mein Facebook Profil: https://www.facebook.com/markus.dreesen Mein Instagram Profil: https://www.instagram.com/markusdreesen/?hl=de Könnt mir gerne folgen, gibt da immer wieder Updates zum Podcast und sonst so ... Offizielle Playlists: https://music.apple.com/de/playlist/100malmusiklegenden/pl.u-JjM2F9Nv5z (Apple) https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6RGcoNO671nOMpYRkTTQLV (Spotify) Songvorschläge, Episodensuche und T-Shirts unter 100malmusiklegenden.de! Infos zu möglichen Werbekooperationen unter https://100malmusiklegenden.de/werbung

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Då valde The Wheel of Bowie ”The Man Who Sold The World” från 1970. Bowies tredje skiva är en av hans rockigaste men också en av hans mest psykadeliska. Jag kunde inte ha fått en bättre gäst än min gode vän Johan Kjellgren som, till skillnad från mig, har haft denna skiva med sig sedan barndomen. Tack vare Johans enormt breda kunskap om i princip allt, men framför allt musik, lyckas vi få till ett otroligt härligt samtal om galenskap, progrock, Syd Barret, Nietzsche samt för- och nackdelarna med att låta basisten i bandet mixa. Och givetvis nämns den där covern som det där grungebandet fick en hit med i början av 90-talet! 7:49 The width of a circle 20:32 All the madmen 27:36 Black country rock 31:28 After all 37:11 Running gun blues 41:22 Saviour machine 45:49 She shook me cold 52:03 The man who sold the world 1:06:46 The supermen

Den 1. marts er det 50 år det ikoniske "Dark Side of the Moon" udkom. Mange tal taler deres eget sprog om albummets popularitet og blivende status som et af rockhistoriens vigtigste album – her er bare et enkelt: Gennem 24 år lå albummet på den amerikanske album top 20. I anledning af jubilæet har POV Mediano Musics Jan Eriksen inviteret Pink Floyd eksperten Thomas Ulrik Larsen i studiet. Blandt sine mange meritter er Larsen tidligere guitarist i det danske hyldestband Pink Floyd Project. Altså har han været den danske David Gilmour i en periode. Eriksen og Larsen taler da blandt meget andet også om Gilmours guitarspil i podcasten. "Gilmour er bluesguitarist. Det er nogle relativt enkle figurer, men der er noget med anstrøget. Noget af det, man ofte glemmer, når man taler guitarsoli, er at man er ilde stedt, uanset hvad man laver, uden rytmik. Han er en fantastisk rytmeguitarist, og det hører man også, når han spiller soloer,", siger Thomas Ulrik Larsen. "The Dark Side of the Moon" er det første Pink Floyd album med Roger Waters som eneforfatter til teksterne, og det første, hvor de enkelte numre hænger sammen i suiteform. Med andre ord er det Pink Floyds første konceptalbum. For første gang taler Waters direkte til sine lyttere uden flyvske metaforer. Det handler om alt det, der truer med at påføre det moderne menneskes ”Brain Damage” - penge, dødsangst, fobier, identitetskriser, nationalisme samt samfundets manipulation af vores tanker og holdninger. I dag står "The Dark Side of the Moon" med Thomas Ulrik Larsens ord som: ”Den langsommelige kæmpe, der ikke vil gå væk. Det der med, at det trisser afsted fra start til slut. Der er et enkelt nummer, nemlig Money, hvor de kommer op i omdrejninger. Det er den langsommelige dinosaurus, som har været her siden tidernes morgen, og vi hører den stadigvæk. Det har noget med dens langtidsholdbarhed, at den har fået denne her status." Og selvfølgelig kommer podcasten omkring ”The Gig in the Sky”, der har givet sangerinden Clare Torry en evigt lysende plads i rockarkiverne med sin udtryksfulde sang – som nogen har kaldt "en dødskantate". Ifølge Thomas Ulrik Larsen kan det nu ligeså godt handle om sex. Det siges, at "The Great Gig in the Sky" blev brugt som lydspor til de såkaldte liveshows i Amsterdam, hvor man kan se par dyrke sex," siger han. NB – POV Mediano Musics aftale med rettighedsorganisationen KODA, som vi selvsagt respekterer, kan vi kun spille uddrag af de enkelte numre. Desuden forekommer de enkelte numre ikke i samme rækkefølge som på albummet. Så meget desto mere grund til sætte albummet på grammofonen, CD-afspilleren eller finde det på pc, iPhone e.lign., når du er færdig med podcasten. I podcasten taler Thomas Ulrik Larsen og Jan Eriksen bl.a. om: - det stiftende medlem af Pink Floyd, Syd Barret – er det rigtigt, som myten siger, at Waters tekster direkte handler om Barrets psykiske sygdom? - sammenhængen mellem The Dark Side of the Moon og tidligere Floyd-album, specielt Meddle. - udviklingen fra psykedelisk band til del af den voksende engelske bølge, progressiv rock, også kendt som prog rock. Eller var Pink Floyd overhovedet et prog rock band? - hvad det var for noget med Wrights joystick? - et eller rettere flere bud på, hvorfor albummet har opnået sin status som et af de vigtigste rockalbum nogensinde.

Tres personas siguen ingresadas graves en el hospital tras ser atropelladas por una carroza en la cabalgata de Reyes Magos de Marchena, en Sevilla. Estamos hablando de un siniestro en el que murió una mujer de 72 años y resultaron heridas dos personas más. En este sentido, el presidente de la Junta de Andalucía, Juanma Moreno, ha trasladado el pésame del Gobierno andaluz al pueblo de Marchena. Una jornada que también ha estado protagonizada por el entierro de Nicolás Redondo. El secretario general de UGT, Pepe Álvarez, ha despedido este jueves al exsecretario general del sindicato y le ha recordado como un hombre “coherente” que estuvo “con y para los trabajadores”. En clave internacional, Putin ordena una tregua de 36 horas, lo que hace que Zelenski desconfíe del presidente ruso porque piensa que "usa la Navidad como una tapadera". El presidente de Estados Unidos, Joe Biden también desconfía porque cree que el Vladimir Putin está intentando ganar tiempo. Viajamos también hasta Estados Unidos, donde el dirigente republicano Kevin McCarthy volvió a quedarse corto en la undécima votación para elegir al nuevo presidente de la Cámara Baja de Estados Unidos, al no lograr los apoyos necesarios en su propio partido, que ostenta la mayoría. El Papa Francisco elogia la “sabiduría” de Benedicto XVI. El pontífice ha dado así su último adiós al Papa Emérito en un funeral al que han acudido cerca de 100 mil personas. Facua-Consumidores en Acción ha denunciado ante la Comisión Nacional de los Mercados y la Competencia a siete cadenas de distribución por no repercutir la rebaja del IVA a todos los alimentos afectados por la medida anunciada la semana pasada por el Gobierno para paliar el impacto de la inflación en los alimentos. En lo que afecta a nuestros bolsillos… La luz cae. El precio de la electricidad bajará este viernes un 10% hasta los 105 euros el megavatio hora. Y terminamos recordando a Syd Barrett, líder, cantante, compositor y guitarrista de Pink Floyd. Edición: Adrián Martín Realización: Susana LeónSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Tres personas siguen ingresadas graves en el hospital tras ser atropelladas por una carroza en la cabalgata de Reyes Magos de Marchena, en Sevilla. Estamos hablando de un siniestro en el que murió una mujer de 72 años y resultaron heridas dos personas más. En este sentido, el presidente de la Junta de Andalucía, Juanma Moreno, ha trasladado el pésame del Gobierno andaluz al pueblo de Marchena. Una jornada que también ha estado protagonizada por el entierro de Nicolás Redondo. El secretario general de UGT, Pepe Álvarez, ha despedido este jueves al exsecretario general del sindicato y le ha recordado como un hombre “coherente” que estuvo “con y para los trabajadores”. En clave internacional, Putin ordena una tregua de 36 horas, lo que hace que Zelenski desconfíe del presidente ruso porque piensa que "usa la Navidad como una tapadera". El presidente de Estados Unidos, Joe Biden también desconfía porque cree que el Vladimir Putin está intentando ganar tiempo. Viajamos también hasta Estados Unidos, donde el dirigente republicano Kevin McCarthy volvió a quedarse corto en la undécima votación para elegir al nuevo presidente de la Cámara Baja de Estados Unidos, al no lograr los apoyos necesarios en su propio partido, que ostenta la mayoría. El Papa Francisco elogia la “sabiduría” de Benedicto XVI. El pontífice ha dado así su último adiós al Papa Emérito en un funeral al que han acudido cerca de 100 mil personas. Facua-Consumidores en Acción ha denunciado ante la Comisión Nacional de los Mercados y la Competencia a siete cadenas de distribución por no repercutir la rebaja del IVA a todos los alimentos afectados por la medida anunciada la semana pasada por el Gobierno para paliar el impacto de la inflación en los alimentos. En lo que afecta a nuestros bolsillos… La luz cae. El precio de la electricidad bajará este viernes un 10% hasta los 105 euros el megavatio hora. Y terminamos recordando a Syd Barrett, líder, cantante, compositor y guitarrista de Pink Floyd. Edición: Adrián Martín Realización: Susana LeónSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

The Piper at the Gates of Dawn, álbum de estreia da banda Pink Floyd, carrega os dois lados da psicodelia: a expansão da mente, através de melodias ricas e envolventes, e o flerte com a loucura em climas pesados e sufocantes. É um equilíbrio delicado, posto à prova pelo compositor, cantor e guitarrista Syd Barret, então líder da banda, e que sucumbiria ao final desse processo. Piper é o legado de Barret. É o marco zero de uma das maiores bandas de todos os tempos. É um retrato fiel do rock em 1967, mas apontando para rumos inesperados. Neste episódio contamos com a participação do nosso camarada Guilherme Daher, mais uma vez colaborando e abrilhantando nosso papo.

Simon the Magpie, Dan Fingerman, Analog Weapon, and Bass Master Andreas hang out and chat about stuff like drugs, language, what makes travel interesting (or not), affect of places on things, documentaries, true crime, films, the Internet Archive, copyright and public domain stuff, Syd Barret and outsider art, virality, Andreas giving tours to a scammer, AI video generation, making money from art, drugs and mental health, and much more! https://www.cargofilm-releasing.com/films/cannon-arm-and-the-arcade-quest https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XCqY49c87O8 https://archive.org https://imagen.research.google We appreciate your support via Patreon. You're also invited to join the Magpie Pirates discord community!

Nick Mason's Saucerful of Secrets had to wait 2 years to tour due to COVID.  But The Wolf & Action Jackson waited 27 years to see a live show together again; however, they all converged in Indianapolis on Friday, October 14.  As proud members of Panteon Podcasts, we sponsored the The Echoes Tour and worked the show while greeting our VIP Experience winner, Heather.Listen to The Wolf's journey from Europe to Indianapolis and how dangerously close he was to missing the show.  Hear snippets of our interview with Guy Pratt & Gary Kemp of the Saucers (and the brilliant podcast The Rockonteurs) and the amazing night we had in Indy.  Starting with One Of These Days through to the epic Echoes the guys shared stories, had some fun with the crowd, displayed extraordinary musicianship and still came back for an encore.Thanks to all our listeners who've supported us through our first 100 shows!  We pay tribute to all our guests, fellow podcasters and friends who have joined us over the years with a fun mashup of their bumpers.  And don't worry, we've got hundreds more shows in us...Hear Ep96 for our full interview with Gary & Guy: https://podcasts.apple.com/nl/podcast/uawil-96-gary-kemp-guy-pratt-of-nick-masons/id1542993846?i=1000580988376&l=enHear Ep75 for my review from Royal Albert Hall in London: https://podcasts.apple.com/nl/podcast/uawil-75-nick-masons-saucerful-of-secrets-live-at/id1542993846?i=1000565385735&l=enUgly American Werewolf in London WebsiteTwitterInstagramYouTubeLInkTreewww.pantheonpodcasts.comWant to win front row seats to Nick Mason's Saucerful of Secrets in the US?Enter here to win tickets and a chance to be on a Pantheon Podcast: https://pantheonpodcasts.com/nickmasonGet tickets here: https://www.thesaucerfulofsecrets.com/

Poucos artistas do pop balançaram mais as estruturas das possibilidades estéticas, musicais, comportamentais etc. como David Bowie. Um artista embebido das leituras de Nietzsche, literatura Beat, Brecht, Orwell, da arte pop de Warhol e do cinema de Stanley Kubrick. Um artista nutrido pela risada ácida de Andy Warhol, pelo lirismo de Lou Reed, Dylan e Syd Barrett e que - como ele mesmo diz - podia ser todos eles ao mesmo tempo, esses que já eram bastante diferentes entre si. À época do Hunky Dory, David Bowie afirmou poder ser Lou Reed, Dylan e Syd Barret ao mesmo tempo, já emulava uma Marlene Dietrich na capa do álbum em serigrafia, já se vestia de forma andrógina, já tinha feito declarações sobre sua sexualidade livre, mas nessa época o interessante é que Bowie ainda era uma maquete de tudo que ainda estava por vir e nessa maquete constrói um compêndio às vezes lírico, às vezes sombrio de suas muitas facetas, personas/personagens, seus futuros. Um disco de folk, orquestração, voz, proto-glam rock, ecos psicodélicos e música de cabaret muito bem feito musicalmente falando, também. Bora dar o play? Bora falar sobre o "Hunky Dory", do David Bowie, disco de 1971.Músicas ChangesSpace oddityKooksFill your heartQuicksandLife on marsAndy WarholSong for Bob DylanThe Bewlay BrothersOh! Pretty things (David Bowie)Produção: Baioque ConteúdoRoteiro e apresentação: Pedro SchwarczDireção: Newman CostaEdição: Felipe CaldoRedação: Luiz Fujita e Paulo BorgiaArte: Juliana BarbosaSegue a gente lá no insta: @umpaposobresom Produção: Baioque ConteúdoRoteiro e apresentação: Pedro SchwarczDireção: Newman CostaEdição: Felipe CaldoRedação: Luiz Fujita e Paulo BorgiaArte: CRIO.LAH

Roger Waters compuso esta canción cuando un Syd Barret irreconocible se asomó para ver a sus antiguos amigos durante la grabación de un álbum en los estudios Abbey Road. Hoy veremos qué nos desvela...

Bands in the van, and a band at the crossroads. In this episode of RNRA Shorts, we'll get into the early days of Pink Floyd, and the latest from a Pink Floyd member: Nick Mason's 2022 Saucerful of Secrets tour. Written by Richard Evans and Christian Swain, Sound Design by Jerry Danielsen.  Sponsors and PartnersNick Mason's Saucerful Of SecretsRock's BackpagesSongsPink Floyd, “Echoes,” from MeddlePink Floyd, “See Emily Play,” from Piper at the Gates of DawnPink Floyd, “Set the Controls for the Heart of the Sun” from A Saucerful of SecretsPink Floyd, “Interstellar Overdrive,” from Piper at the Gates of DawnPink Floyd, “Bike,” from Piper at the Gates of DawnPink Floyd, “Fearless,” from MeddlePink Floyd, “One of These Days,” from MeddlePink Floyd, “Jugband Blues,” from A Saucerful of SecretsNick Mason's Saucerful of Secrets: “Arnold Layne,” from Live at the RoundhouseBooksMason, Nick. Inside Out: A Personal History of Pink Floyd Chronicle Books LLC. Kindle Edition. Cutler, Sam. You Can't Always Get What You Want: My Life with the Rolling Stones, the Grateful Dead and Other Wonderful Reprobates . ECW Press. Kindle Edition. Films, Documentaries, and TV Shows“What Drives Us,” Directed by Dave Grohl, 2021"Omnibus" Syd Barrett: Crazy Diamond (TV Episode 2001) - IMDbPink Floyd: Dark Side of the Moon (Short 1973) - IMDbNick Mason's Saucerful of Secrets: Live at the Roundhouse (2020) - IMDbOnline SourcesPink Floyd | Rock & Roll Hall of FameWhy Pink Floyd's Nick Mason Finally Went Solo at 75 – Rolling StoneHow Pink Floyd Carried on With 'A Saucerful of Secrets'Nick Mason's Saucerful of Secrets Concert Setlist at Zagrebački velesajam - Paviljon 9, Zagreb on May 31, 2022

Dillon Francis has been captured and is being interrogated by Special Forces, but (seemingly) has none of the answers the government is looking for; However, he now knows too much and must be “disposed of”. Hanzel, having secretly infiltrated the special forces and serving as a high ranking agent, convinces them not to free him, but alter his mind enough that he believes he has dreamt the events, or Cannot decipher reality from delusion (this, in a sense perhaps could lead to certain time lines and plot points where he does not recognize or remember certain characters or elementa; however, as Hanzel is technically in fact Dillon himself, his memory of important factors may still technically remain intact, depending. Sunni BLu has made a name making “homo-erotic Skrillex dissing mumble rap tracks; the negative blowback on Skrillex's camp initiates his retaliation against “him”; Meanwhile, Dillon Franci, in opposition, gets a tip regarding Sunnï's true identity, and uses it in his aide against the Shadowlandwes. S Ū P A C R E E is fasting indefinitely, atop a mountain. Dillon Francis—through a series of tasks and missions by and with various agencies and entities—including extra terrestrial “outer forces” from distant parallel realms, discovers Sunni Blū's true identity, battling against other timetrqveling superstar DJs in a race against time— Which doesn't exist. A wild party is ongoing in Hell, as the Battle between good and Evil/ ligtt/darkness/ the wise and the wicked has begun. It's actually super lit; more and more people arrive, from literally infinity and beyond, for this massive celebration; meanwhile, in the current dimension and realm, where there has been absolutely no raves whatsoever for almost a year, EDC-COVID-19 rages onward, in it's 9th month, having spread over Las vegas and even expanding westwardly, God(Stylized GAD, as her name is actually unknown, and is A God amongst others, rather than just “THE” God (Although, as she is “The God” as worshipped by most theological monotheists on the planet, in current times) is busy (and has also gone a bit mad, as Goddamns continue to overwhelm her, and without Dillon Francis having yet to return to her aide, has become quite unorganized and sloppy; Chak Chel, The Skrillex fans have had enough! A secret sect is formed to forage a coupe to force him to release the new album; However, Skrillex (F), a multidimensional being, is still, has been, and will be/will have been searching for U, after a series of various events depending on which hypothetical multidimensionality. Dillon Francis's kick drum. In the reality where () becomes a college professor, she is interrupted by surprise and stunned, when Skrillex himself appears during a lecture deconstructing his music. After being banished into a reality where Dillon Francis is a level-one DJ in present times, he furiously attempts to escape through multiple failed attempts. He has also lost his ability and masterful magic of music, and experiences the struggle of obscurity and insignificance in the oversaturated and unfair present music scene. Just as he crosses paths with the alternate reality in which he has fallen into an eternity long Dark Void, which spirals towards Hell in a Terrifying Twilight-Zone like wormhole of sorts, where one's deepest transgressions, fears, and doubts are projected through infinite dimensions, often resulting in “The Illusion of Death”, or rather, depending on the construct of the respective reality, the “nearest-to-Death” experience you can possibly have. As the Dillon Francis in the Dark Void gets nearer to Hell, The Dillon Francis in “Dillon Francis Has No Fans Land” (located amongst the Universal Network of alternate parallels U has been been banishing ‘Hollywood People' into, scattering them into realities where they either haven't-yet or never-will make it to superstardom/celebrity status. *Note* This Universe has the highest concentration of SS as an actual person, as it is revealed to be hidden nestled and hidden in a deep subliminal realm of her own subconscious, which creates a protected vortex “off map”, a hidden Universe with its own complexities, Laws of Science, and Concept of Time; A Nearly Inescapable Consciously constructed set on its own independent, multidimensional grid--which only () herself can travel throughout. U kidnapping celebrities by Assassinating them through the “illusion of death” ( sometimes as the Colorful Crypt Keeper, depending on the reality) In our present reality (IRL) The Celebrities have either retired, disappeared into isolation “A Syd Barret”, or more dramatically, have actually died. Once removed from the current reality, the stars wake up in a new reality, where they are no longer wealthy, popular, famous or successful; While some entertainers happily (heaven) adjust to normalcy, finding happiness and bliss in simplicity, most are cascaded into an unraveling downward spiral, deteriorating their mental health as they experience life without privilege or status.

Shuli Egar makes his ILRR debut to discuss the legendary all-time great Pink Floyd and founder Roger Water's troubling (for some) politics. Is it easy to separate the art from the artist? Should Jews consider boycotting his concerts? Was the Syd Barret era actually any good? Just HOW good a guitar player is Dave Gilmour? All this and more! Check it out!

Laurent Charliot raconte la longue descente aux enfers de Syd Barret, fondateur et principal compositeur.

1. ZZ Top 2. The Coral 3. Buffalo Tom 4. Zager And Evans 5. The Bobby Holidays 6. Belle And Sebastian 7. Temple Of The Dog 8. Nadia Reid 9. Bludgers 10. Natalie Merchant 11. Syd Barret 12. Julie Doiron 13. NewDad 14. BC Camplight 15. Michael Franti And Spearhead 16. Ron Gallo

The Sexual Revolution? Yes. Liberation? Maybe. Penis Envy? NO!   *Youth culture in the sixties was progressive in so many ways but when it came to the relations between the sexes, it was perhaps much more traditional than it liked to admit.   *Sleeping around, Syd Barret, Pink Floyd, Groupies, Frigidity, the Pill, abortion, Oz magazine and of course The Female Eunuch make their appearance as we dig deep into what it was like growing up as a young woman in the underground scene of swinging sixties London.   *Author Jill Drower, once a member of The Exploding Galaxy experimental dance commune returns to the Bureau along with beat traveller, model and singer Jenny Spires as we ask if the story of counterculture has largely been one told by men about men.   *For Jill's book: The Exploding Galaxy: Performance Art, LSD and Bent Coppers in the Sixties Counterculture'    *Sign up for The Bureau Newsletter: https://lp.constantcontactpages.com/su/N0ZYoFu/BOLC  #SydBarrett #Pink Floyd #Groupies #Frigidity #abortion #Ozmagazine #TheFemaleEunuch #germainegreer #jennyspires #theexplodinggalaxy

Escucha el espacio musical para combatir los gérmenes todos los días a las 08:00 y a las 10:00 horas en compañía de Luis Diego Peralta. Esta ocasión escuchamos a Syd Barret, la leyenda del rock, quien desde pequeño se incorporó al mundo musical, y fue un gran líder, cantante, guitarrista y compositor de la banda Pink Floyd. Escucha algunos de sus temas más populares en este podcast.

André Borba Arieta é músico , cineasta e cientista onírico André também é professor de cinema e calouro na fábrica de palavras e papel. Gosta de Syd Barret e Bete Carvalho e se desloca no espaço/tempo com os filmes de Antonioni. Se tu chegou até aqui, te aprochega! ►► Apoie pequenas editoras. Compre livros de autores independentes! https://loja.tomaaiumpoema.com.br/ _________________________________ André Arieta Borba — Triste Arrogância da Espera Triste arrogância da espera O cadáver vocifera ausência a cabeça decapitada desconfia do mundo atrás de si os dentes pontiagudos da escada sua boca feroz separa o desejo da porta as entranhas da mão decapitada prendem no espaço os fios da cabeça às linhas da mão que abdicam da palma e suas fronteiras limitadas redemoinho do sangue áspero no pulso aberto o abutre passa voando espera a pedra cair no asfalto _________________________________ Use #tomaaiumpoema Siga @tomaaiumpoema Poema: Triste Arrogância da Espera Poeta: André Arieta Borba Voz: Jéssica Iancoski https://tomaaiumpoema.com.br ATENÇÃO Somos um projeto social. Todo valor arrecadado é investido na literatura. FAÇA UM PIX DE QUALQUER VALOR CNPJ 33.066.546/0001-02 ou tomaaiumpoema@gmail.com Até mesmo um real ajuda a poesia a se manter viva! #poesia | #poemas | #podcast

André Borba Arieta é músico , cineasta e cientista onírico André também é professor de cinema e calouro na fábrica de palavras e papel. Gosta de Syd Barret e Bete Carvalho e se desloca no espaço/tempo com os filmes de Antonioni. Se tu chegou até aqui, te aprochega! ►► Apoie pequenas editoras. Compre livros de autores independentes! https://loja.tomaaiumpoema.com.br/ _________________________________ André Arieta Borba — Madeira Grossa e Rara M adeira grossa e rara.É telegrafo com suas repetiç ões, um telegrafo tipo naked lunch. Em cima de nossas cabeças a hegemonia letárgica do conhecimento Metade Mostardas Chuí Alexandria Expurgo da canalha proparoxítona Substância indissolúvel transmutando as primeiras idéias em carvão moderno Bíblia asteca no sótão da constelação desnutrida Quase ninguém Matéria Último segredo das nozes _________________________________ Use #tomaaiumpoema Siga @tomaaiumpoema Poema: Madeira Grossa e Rara Poeta: André Arieta Borba Voz: Jéssica Iancoski https://tomaaiumpoema.com.br ATENÇÃO Somos um projeto social. Todo valor arrecadado é investido na literatura. FAÇA UM PIX DE QUALQUER VALOR CNPJ 33.066.546/0001-02 ou tomaaiumpoema@gmail.com Até mesmo um real ajuda a poesia a se manter viva! #poesia | #poemas | #podcast

Why did you do this? I didn't do this! You did this! I didn't do this! Why would I do this? How could you! I didn't! What the fuck is HE doing here? What the fuck. You need to stop this. I can't stop. What did you DO. Exactly what I had to. Shasta! Who the fuck is that? That's that bitch. I told you it was Shasta. Who the fuck is Shasta. What show is this? Where is Skrillex? FUCK SKR— Wait, what show is this? INT. THE VOID. DAY & NIGHT. I remember the first time I ever realized, I could love anyone in the world, if they needed me to—or, if they just gave me the chance. Or if I got the chance. Or, if there was a chance. And, if there was a chance, and it was supposed to happen, it always would—especially if I wanted it— But definitely, if I needed it. But, what is is “if”? And, what is “supposed”? What is it to “want”? And what's a “need”? Now I know— or at least pretend to. Because, the more it is I think I know, the actual less I feel that I actually do; None the wiser, I am what I always was— And God is, as I am. INT. TURNER STREET—FAIRBANKS, ALASKA. DAY. Have you heard of Dillon Francis? I mean, I've heard of him… He's hilarious. I feel like me and him would get along. I doubt that. Look at this. No, thank you. Just watch it. Video: Need You, NGTMRE and Dillon Francis Dillon Francis: “so much trim , dude—shes overage, I think.” —You're probably right. Just watch it. Nah, I'm good. INT. GOOD CANNABIS—FAIRBANKS, ALASKA. DAY —- The DJ—slash—actor somehow became a muse for me after so tragically being entangled in a less-than-comfortable premonition turned fairytale fantasy via tragedy and trauma from the fallout of finding my formerly favorite founding father of modern dance music to have fallen from grace —Or into it— EXT. A DITCH SOMEWHERE. TWILIGHT A drunken DJ is discarded. —only to amazingly recoup and recover, seemingly like magic— Which by the way, is real. A comeback nobody saw coming— And still doesn't see, at least—as of yet. I remember the first time I levitated as an adult; two years later to that very day, I found myself uncontrollably laughing, to the opposite affect, so heavy I seemed almost to be bound to the floor; It was the only gift I received for my birthday that year, though albeit unintentionally given ROFLMAO. What in the fuck does that mean? Rolling on the floor, laughing my ass off. OH, THAT CHUCKLEFUCKER. I just laughed so hard, I came. I saw. Come here, kid. OW. Ohhhhhh, I see. what was THAT. Now, you listen, I am listening. No, you're laughing. That was more than a laugh… It was more than a look. DID YOU SEE THAT? WOW. That was orgasmic. Shishane!! I gotta go. Okay. But come here. (They kiss.) See you tomorrow. Yeah. Okay Hey, I'm home: SHASTA!!!!! Where WHERE YOU? I had work. Finally having caught up to SupaCree (in Skrillex's body), Sonny (as SupaCree) is flabbergasted at her actions. Dressed super flamboyantly and colorful, "Skrillex" looks ridiculous, touting a Jamba Juice and sipping erroneously SupaCree (S): what the fuck. Skrillex (SC): Yooooo. You're ugly. Mau5: you're one to talk. Skrillex: Psh I am sexy as fuck right now. Wow. SupaCree: Jamba Juice? I don't drink Jamba Juice. Skrillex: you do drink Jamba juice. I mean. I do. This was free. Actually, you know what, a lot of shit is free, when you're rich; it's fucked up. Right. Yeah. Doesn't make a lot of sense. ___________ (Earlier) A super hot fan girl walks up to "Skrillex" Hey stranger. Hey...wow. Yeah wow. This is kinda random, but would you want to… (whispers in ear) Woah. That is random. (Basic bitch giggle) haha yeah. You would do that? Yeah! Because...I'm... Skrillex..? Um, yeah, I guess… Huh. … Well...would you do that if I wasn't Skrillex? ..um...no??? Huh. ___________ (later) Skrillex (SC) Yo! Did you know that people will (whispers in ear) just because you're Skrillex. SupaCree (S): (bashfully) Well, yeah... Skrillex: YO! _______ Switching Back In an attempt to return to normal, Skrillex ends up back in his own body, but has left SupaCree and Dillon Francis now stranded in eachothers' bodies. Skrillex/Sonny: sigh of relief--rolls eyes at outfit, but otherwise satisfied, shrugging. SupaCree (DF) Woah I am...colors…! [Looks over self in awe] Dillon Francis (SC): Awh what, no way! Aaaaghhh! SupaCree (DF) [Looking down] ...these are tits. Dillon Francis (SC) : HEY! Don't touch my tits! [Looks in mirror] FUCK YEAH, I'M DILLON FRANCIS: Stuck in SuPaCree's body, Dillon Francis experiences full fledged synethesia heightened by the circumstances of the switch; an array of colors and vibrations fill the world; he stares, taken aback by Skrillex's "colors", which only he can see [but is clearly phonomenal.] SupaCree: Oh man, this is... [looks at Skrillex] Whuuuut. Skrillex: (creeped) What? SupaCree (DF) [steps away from him, wide eyed] ...this is a lot. Dillon Francis (SC) [checking himself out, approving] Dude I'm hungry. What do you eat? SupaCree: what the fuck do you eat? Sugar Cubes of acid? What the FUCK! Dillon francis: I try to stay away from processed sugar-- SupaCree: what the fuck is this shit? Calm Down, You're just ugly. Are you kidding me? !'m tripping dick right now. Dillon Francis: I'm tripping dick right now-- SupaCree: HEY. Dont touch my dick! No tits, no dick! Dillon Francis: first of all, I'm Dillon Francis, I can do whatever I want; secondly, nobody's touching your dick--ew--it's just attached to me. SupaCree: What is wrong with you?! Dillon Francis: nothing, im--i'm Dillon Francis. SupaCree: WHY is everything wavy--what are these colors? Dillon Francis: it's just---mild synesthesia-- SupaCree: "MILD" (to skrillex) Stay over there. SKrillex: K. Dillon Francis: It ramps up when I get excited. Or anxious. Or hungry. SupaCree: Make it stop. Dillon Francis: I can't. That's why I rave. SupaCree: AGH. Dillon Francis: Just don't get too close to Skrillex. Both: Why? Dillon Francis: I don't know, okay? Just...don't. And here, wear these [puts on sunglasses.] There. SupaCree: better...kind of. This is insane. Dillon Francis: just don't play his music… SupaCree: why, what does your music do? [Skrillex is silent. There is an obvious secret Dillon Francis sends a threatening glare towards him, and they nod in agreement not to elaborate] SupaCree: nevermind. Switch me back. Dillon Francis: no way! I'm an even whiter white guy now. I wanna go out! SupaCree: out where? Dillon Francis: I don't know. Somewhere really white. Like. Manhattan beach or--Beverly Center. SupaCree: I don't wanna go out like this! Dillon Francis: you're right, you look ridiculous. [She's still dressed in all black, signature skrillex] _____________ Skrillex, Dillon Francis and SupaCree end up as the finalists in the fight to the death J battle to become “God's” favorite DJ __________ Dillonception -Dillon Francis's Magical Universe immediately follows dillonception, where he uses his newly acquired = magic and works for a variety of characters to save the world, albeit from a DJless post apocalyptic wasteland. _______ Hot fan girl from before: you deleted that picture, right? (Later) Dillon Francis (as supa Cree) is wearing a shirt with a picture of the fangirl and skrillex [insert goofy picture here] a reference to Getter, though the act is innocent rather than sexual, as the prior scenes indicate. The Voices Parodyish Dilon is the only person who sees Gerald and his friends/ family as “just a pinata”, however, Gerald, appears as, in fact, a real person to everyone else, who believes Dillon to just be joking, or even ‘a real asshole' However, it is later revealed that as such, Dilon “suffers” from a condition similar to that which the main character of The Voices also struggle Dillon Francis is officially too hot for Supacree (Sunni Blu, alternately) as they are often booked to work together, Supacree becomes clumsily awry of Dillon Francis, hanzel, and RAF respectively. Don't do this. I'm about to. Just fucking stop! I won't stop. You're being ridiculous. Yes, I am. What—Dillon Francis?! What—Kayla Lauren—? It's a thing. It's a cult. Well, fuck this. I want it. So, get it. I got it. He played you. Okay, then— Listen to me—? I am listening… You are NOT— Let me guess— “NOT HIS TYPE” —yeah, I know. So, what's up! Well, he's hot— That's so gross— I'm an adult— He's a DJ— —a record producer— An Oscar nominated actor— What?! —and Grammy nominated. Wait, excuse me. Same year, too. Different project, though. How'd this happen? “This can't happen” Oh, my God! That never happened. What never happened? Okay. Exactly. What about So— WHO? Sorry. Right, exactly. Hey, how's Kayla? Who is “Kayla”? Well, this hurts. Just use it. He won't stay. Don't need it— —that's the way// I want it. So. Satan. ...hm? Can you handle this? This one's easy. He looks simple. But he's not. Dillon Francis is one of the most powerful Gods of creation in existence. What about Skrillex? There's no Skrillex. What about Sonny? S/He killed him. Oh. Who's this? This is Esmerelda. What's...she doing? Everything I won't. Woah. I'll be back. What is this? I remember this—he married her, and I suffered. Who, Kayla Lauren?! “She's so basic—“ So is Sonny. OoooOoooOooo000hhhh— —shots fired. “ The Simple Skrillex” That's this one. Fuck this nigga —fuck this nigga— And his posse. So, what's Dillon want? Nothing to do with me— Oh— Who are you? Who did you ask for? ...Jesus fucking Christ. What, Dillon Francis? ...are you busy? Jesus Christ and Dillon Francis finally have a face to face. “An Extended Vacation” Oh, my God. Don't say that. Fuck Dillon Francis. ...why does Dillon Francis have my dragon? Does she know I have her dragon WHY DOES DILLON FRANCIS— Is she mad? HABE MY DRAGON? Mm. Is she coming? You know what—?! — I should mention Wigga Skrillex, before I for get again Man, fuck SKRILLEC! Can't. He's “taken” Oh, is he? Plus, Dillon Francis has my—wait—. How did Dillon Francis get my dragon? Hoe did you get my dragon? You keep me jet Blue I can't forget you, But I can forgive you for getting me Used to this, Uselessness I'm just another useless piece of— Dillon Francis, send this shit to Skrillex, And just kill me— Or let's burn it, Just forget it; Didn't write it Need a girlfriend? That can never happen I don't want it, I just fantasized about it once, Or maybe twice I'm in my mind, I'll find you by the time I die, Right? Right? Dillon Francis's kick drum. In the reality where () becomes a college professor, she is interrupted by surprise and stunned, when Skrillex himself appears during a lecture deconstructing his music. After being banished into a reality where Dillon Francis is a level-one DJ in present times, he furiously attempts to escape through multiple failed attempts. He has also lost his ability and masterful magic of music, and experiences the struggle of obscurity and insignificance in the oversaturated and unfair present music scene. Just as he crosses paths with the alternate reality in which he has fallen into an eternity long Dark Void, which spirals towards Hell in a Terrifying Twilight-Zone like wormhole of sorts, where one's deepest transgressions, fears, and doubts are projected through infinite dimensions, often resulting in “The Illusion of Death”, or rather, depending on the construct of the respective reality, the “nearest-to-Death” experience you can possibly have. As the Dillon Francis in the Dark Void gets nearer to Hell, The Dillon Francis in “Dillon Francis Has No Fans Land” (located amongst the Universal Network of alternate parallels U has been been banishing ‘Hollywood People' into, scattering them into realities where they either haven't-yet or never-will make it to superstardom/celebrity status. *Note* This Universe has the highest concentration of SS as an actual person, as it is revealed to be hidden nestled and hidden in a deep subliminal realm of her own subconscious, which creates a protected vortex “off map”, a hidden Universe with its own complexities, Laws of Science, and Concept of Time; A Nearly Inescapable Consciously constructed set on its own independent, multidimensional grid--which only () herself can travel throughout. U kidnapping celebrities by Assassinating them through the “illusion of death” ( sometimes as the Colorful Crypt Keeper, depending on the reality) In our present reality (IRL) The Celebrities have either retired, disappeared into isolation “A Syd Barret”, or more dramatically, have actually died. Once removed from the current reality, the stars wake up in a new reality, where they are no longer wealthy, popular, famous or successful; While some entertainers happily (heaven) adjust to normalcy, finding happiness and bliss in simplicity, most are cascaded into an unraveling downward spiral, deteriorating their mental health as they experience life without privilege or status. “If Your Name Is________________, You're In My Movie” Once collected, they are then sent “One Deeper” into this skewed universe, again by Death, which happens in exact synchronicity of their first death, resetting time; they “What is this, Bad DJ Land?” “Yeah, I mean I call it, Dillon Francis Has No Fans Land, but. Yeah.” (mimicking her) “Yeah.” Venice Ventures (A Collection of Short FIlms, a Spinoff of the Scary Monsters Series, a Tie Into Secret Life of Sunni Blu/Much Ado About Sunni Blu, The Legend of SupaCree -Venice Ventures (Pilot/Venice Mini Burning Man) -Day Of The Dead -Who Killed Matt Maeson -Magic Is Real -Magic Israel -Magic Isn't Real -LSDream (Pt I.Vegas) -LSDream (Pt. II) -Brillz (Sammi The Bampheramph, circa 2013) -Au[DIO]tistic SupaCree meets two new “friends” at a small festival; However, she soon finds that she's on her own, after feeling “third wheeled” and deciding to roam closer to her home (front and center) on the dance floor. During a drop, she breaks into her signature improvisational “dance trance”, drawing a crowd of impressed and fascinated ravers, becoming quite instantly popular; It's almost, even, as if she has fans--as people excitedly ask to trade kandi and share dances. Then, as Getter begins his set--a circle of people have formed around her, groups of tribes, squads, and kandi kids, magnetically drawn to the The Vibe (I Am The Vibe) and spirit energy that the music awakens within her; The Spirits have called her home to journey into the spirit world, sending “Angels”, or “Light Spirits” tasked to assure that she completes this passage into the spirit world--aligning the present, with the future and past; Alternately, in the Dark Underworld, Demons, or “Dark Spirits/Lost Souls” to work against the light, as an effort to consume her, reawakening The Ego. The Ascended Masters, as an order to bestow Stories of Origin, ancient wisdom, and awaken the God Consciousness, allowing for ascension and Projection within the Interdimensions--must release the seal which holds the oldest known [or unknown soul], so that the “Light Magic” can be passed back to the living descendants of the ancestors amast to be Ascended Masters. To Blissfully yet truly unaware of her own light--either deeply within, or shining throughout, people dancing near her are givingly sharing “conscious gifts” forming a smoke circle within what seems to be an almost gravitational pull. She smokes cooly within the circle, enjoying the auras of those around her--who laugh, smile, dance, and greet her with friendly excitement; As she circle closes, she is handed a mysterious cartridge, filled with a liquid which she quickly examines in the dark and smoky crowd of dancers. ...This is weed? The girl neither shakes her head yes, or no--just gazing above the rims of her dark sunglasses. She takes three hits, and passes it back to the masked stranger, who disappears into the dancefloor. Thanks! (but she is already gone) The energy shifts around her, as her ravey extroversion quickly fades into an introverted and inward, calm and thoughtful state. She contently observes, as usual, checking back to see the the couple she came with, as they wave happily at her. She moves more closely to them, gesturing to meet her closer to the front of the dance floor. She looks up at the performance stage; the visuals, the lights, the many working parts of a high-production value theatrical production. The stage is set so that she has to look more upward at the DJ, who she stares at, drifting into what seems to be a daydream. Its time for Meditation. Meditate. Now? Ground Yourself. Are you serious? I just got here! Sit. As the bass drops, The world around her shifts, into a colorful array of light colliding with sound; Enter, World of Floor. (A flashback, to past raves) I always knew this world existed, but never had I imagined the things I hadn't seen, around and between all the things I had as I was flying overhead, passing by admiring all the life...and all the lights... (A montage of the World of Floor) (The Cosmic Owl's Flight) In a beautiful starlit meadow, on some distant parallel or humanoid existence, a group of boys are camping, being boys. One boy, a pale and slender boy with gentle eyes under pink-framed wide lens glasses, gazes up at the sparkling night sky toting his gun upwardly, looking through the scope. A bright shooting star appears, bedazzling him as he looks, rubbing his eye. What are you aiming at? It's darktime, I doubt you'll find anything to shoot. The boy shrugs, Suit yourself. The other boy heads back toward the fire, where at a distance one of the other boys asks “what is he doing?” I don't know, psh. Haha--maybe he's shooting stars. Shut up! They continue on. He scoffs and rolls his eyes, head pointed up as he watches the sky, inwardly wishing for another shooting star, then suddenly--a light, as something large and white flies over the campsite, leaving behind a gust of wind and sparkling light of stardust, dissipating as the boys all point their heads at the sky, wide eyed. WOAH! Did you see that? What do you mean did I see that? I'm sitting right by you! It went right over your head! Like, right by! They search the sky, as the stars seem to twinkle with a brighter blue-white light; The Giant White Owl once more flies by. What the-- Don't just stand there! What IS that thing? I don't know! Shoot it. The boy panics, aiming for the bird. He fires a shot, missing her, then another. Shoot it! From a birds eye view, the boys seem small in the vast meadow, nestled in a beautiful valley on a gigantic “alien” planet, with colorful auroras dancing in the atmosphere. The owl glows with the neon light, with giant wise eyes, whose light reflects the tale of all time. Hearing the two shots, but unfamiliar with the sound, she glides into a curve diving downward over the mountainside, towards the boy with the glasses, in her eye surrounded by an aura of golden light; she tilts her head as the shine in her giant eye sparkles with a loving light; As she admires the light, she cries as the sound of the gunfire aligns with a bullet, spinning her graceful flight into a flash of light, leaving behind a twisting trail of cosmic light and stardust. [*Director's Note:Though she appears only as a Giant White Owl (though with a glowing bright white light, only the boy in the glasses sees (with the naked eye) the neon spectrum of light emitted by The Cosmic Owl, eventually a full Prisim..] He jumps, as his eyes widen with shock and worry, in awe of the spiral of light and a shuttered surprise. You got it! Thank God, I would have called this whole thing off. What was that? At least he got it. Taking his gun off and dropping it, he walks still in awe towards the mountain, in an almost hynotized and quiet stride. ...Hey, where are you going? ...I'm gonna go find it. Go FIND IT? Why!? Just because it's not flying, doesn't mean it's not still alive! That thing was giant! Like three times your size! Ten Times! Unresponsive, and guided by the light, though fading, which has left a spiraled trail against the dark and starry sky. A giant moon rises over the mountain, as she runs into the forested hillside, ascending towards the spiraled light. Go after him. I'm not going after him. Someone go get him. YOU go get him. Pftt. Fuck that. They all stare blankly at eachother in an awkward silence. ...Mom's gonna kill us. -Countdown Shunned by h They know I am Good. Well. How? Who? They. Who this they? Anyone that matters. How--how? Insomniac. Right. EDC. right. The music. Well, it can't always end in martyrdom It always has Stay humble. All are one Whose world is this, anyway? Apparently, ours. Sonny's somewhere Sonny's always somewhere except, wherever I am. Not true. Oh, God. Hm…? What? I just want peace Want, or need? Need. Fair. I need PLUR Al of it? I'd gladly trade my life to rave again You were promised an eternal cebration in paradice Where's paradice Stay on the path San Diego would be on the path. It is. A town called paradice Oh, Tiesto. His wife is 23. Gross. Is it? Is it love? For now. Have faith. I am faith. Be kind. I am kindness. I said, stay humble. Kendrick. And? AND. The remix is always better. Only when it's. . I am Skrillex. As if. what is "if". Go make music. Music made me. I am music. I need tome. Who, what, and when, are driving in a car together… The coffee rub (run*) There's significance in that video there's significance in Dillon Francis Even Deadmau5? Who? On God. ...what? ...oh great, now I gotta figure out which biblical character represents Dillon Francis? It's not Jesus. We know Jesus. (Everyone knows Jesus) It is Jesus. Everything is everything. That's a step. No white saviors! ...go somewhere else. Be a color! … ___ There's a lady in my kitchen, cooking me breakfast. I cooked breakfast. ...is it...poisoned? No, it's breakfast. … … It is hot. Who are you? *censored vigorously* … Apparently, I'm Skrillex. What the fuck. What the fuck. I gotta go. through the other end of the telephone, a DJ, having overheard the conversation pipes in loudly, with peeping curiosity. Is that Skrillex? Call you back. Supacree continues cooking comfortably. Is he there? Another DJ runs towards the phone, having overheard—in the background, we see a news program playing, the headline reads WHERE IS SKRILLEX, the latter obscured. Is he there?! Sounds like him. Yo! It does! Where is Skrillex!? I gotta go. He hangs up the phone. … Dillon suspiciously pushes back his plate. SUPACREE Let me guess. DILLON FRANCIS HEY GOOGLE, call SUPACREE I am Google. DILLON FRANCIS Apparently, You're Skrillex. SUPACREE Apparently, I am. (I AM.) What was that? ...what was that? SUPACREE That was Ï. [beat.] [Very awkward silence] ...I need a… Eat your breakfast. Who are you? Listen, Dillon Francis. Who is that? That's—your name. No, I'm not… … …who are you? Alright, just— look. “NOT DILLON FRANCIS” She forfeits. She forfeits? This tournament is intense. How do you even remember this story? I just remember it...it sticks. ASCENSION. Who wrote this? Who, indeed. Explain that. I can't explain that. You made it, you have to explain it. I didn't make it. Yes, you did. I didn't make this. I will bring her here. How? Jeff: Don't ask me “how”, just watch. (Jeff?) What? I don't know how to spell “Excision” ((But I do.)) That's not a fucking FLEX, it's a SKRILLEX. It is what it is! IT IS WHAT IT IS AND I KNOW A SKRILLEX WHEN I SEE A SKRILLEX ITS A SKRILLEX. *GASP* THE HEX. (Oh shit, what Hex) ((The SKRILL-HEX)) (((AHA.)) Apparently. Watch this. [Ext. Basspod (Underground)] Wait, she's leaving. Where is she going? I don't know. Just-- I can't keep track! She was just-- --RIGHT THERE-- Wait, what was that? What was that? Over there? Over...where? It's….it's that way. That way what? Lets go. GETTER doesn't know what he did. JEFF knows exactly what he did and isn't saying shit. EXCISION knows where you can get it, but not unless you pay. SKRILLEXCISION is the world's hottest super-duo, (who is in reality, just one person.) ((and doesn't exist)) (((at least, in this dimension.))) SUPACREE, is probably -she dead -she's an alien -she has superpowers That's just a Skrillex. I don't think its-- Just leave it. IT'S A BIRD. IT”S A PLANE. IT”S SUPACREE SUPACREE, WHO THE FUCK IS “SUPACREE”? SUPACREE is a SUPERSTAR DJ. (who is actually several different people) ((who are actually just one being)) (((infinite)) SKRILLEX is … … …. … Explain that. I can't explain that, I didn't make that. Oh, you made it. I--okay, wait--no. I am NOT taking responsibility for this-- (She is responsible for this) ((and infinite other things)) (((everything, actyally.))) No, I mean, she's actually everything. “Everything” She doesn't know she's in control of it. Wait, I can control it? Watch. Don't watch. Just listen. It's not how i hear it, it's how I feel it. Did you run? NIGGA, I DID NOT RUN; I RAN. Oh shit, now she knows she's in control of it. Sick. Yess--but she doesn't believe it, so it's fucking with existence. Shit. This existence? Every existence. How can you tell? I don't even know what I'm about to say before I say it, I think she's writing this... Wait, do you usually know what you're going to say before you're gonna say it--? I don't know, I can't remember anything before this happened--I'm not even sure if we existed, I think we might be in this shit. Wait, like in this--like, we're not even… ...then it just ends, dude. IT JUST ENDED? But it wasn't just purple rain, It was rainbows and--wait So she.. Wait. Two planets passing so closely, the two worlds are forever changed. Well. Now that we know this is possible. Oh shit, that 12th PLanet. He's black? I-- Huh. Wait. Wait. Can I...Remix this…? What the fuck is a “Remix”? The Remixes. AH, FUCK THIS. Wait, did it-- It did, it dropped. He dropped it. FUCK THIS DUDE. OH, FUCK THIS MOTHERFUCKER. THIS MOTHERFUCKER. --BASS BITCH, MOTHERFUCKER!! Is that the lyrics? I don't know, that's just how it goes! ___ How do you know him…? We are...friends. BITCH, I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND-- DAMN! --I AM YOUR SAVIOR, YOU SHOULD BE WORSHIPPING ME-- Oh, shit. That took a turn. -- I do worship you. OH SHIT. THAT TOOK ANOTHER TURN. Are you sure it was CTHULU? (Nods.) Okay then, lets get this bitch. __ Skrillex and Dillon Francis make a Deal with The Ex. OH SHIT-- IS THAT WHY SHE-- YAH. UNH. YAS. So these planets pass so closely, that their atmosphere's collide, and--not only do they-- --THE PLANETS-- --actually manage to acknowledge eachother as it's happening, it actually alters their axis-- --yeah-- --and changes their orbital paths... Yes. WHAT? Okay. So. Look. There's two planets. Two planets, yeah. Different Galaxies. Well yeah, that--that would depend, wouldn't it. Dependent by which...definition... ? I mean; what is even a Galaxy-- I mean, scientifically? No, infinitely? Excuse me? I mean--what is a “galaxy” if existence is infinite. It's--what? If Everything is Everything; then whatever a galaxy is, by definition--what our actual perception of this reality is exactly just that Whatever I was about to type was definitely better sou The Legend of SupaCree follows an involuntary “hero” on her adventures, after her powers become unlocked; Now, she must join forces with the other DJ's to Save The Rave. _____ SupaCree refuses to tell anybody anything. (After Pre-edc scene) oh dude, that's a lot. It is a lot. She still hasn't told her mom you're “Skrillex” Ugh, no. And she makes me shop at K-Mart every time we go over there. You got that at K-Mart? It's nice. Yeah. Where did you find a K-Mart? ______ Where is “Earff”? _____ Bampheramph training is considered complete once the trainee “stops crying”, thus begins the official recruitment process, which includes but is not limited to reaching various ‘extremes', which differ by context. ____ Every red cup is just Another broken heart, Another broken dream, Another broken record, Playing on repeat … … … Wheres my Skrillex? Which-- So, Skrillex… You can call me Sonny. ...Skrillex... O...kay… [She squints suspiciously at him and jots something down in her notebook.] ____ So, do you use Serato, or Rekordbox? Neither I just [Demonstrates] What the fuck does that even mean. It means you can [Demonstrates] ____1 How is he doing this? Magic. I'm not going to fight for him. Do you honestly think this is happening to anybody else? Maybe. Honestly? Infinite. Infinite Skrill-- Infinite fucking everything. I'm not about to try to explain it. So what are you going to do? I don't know. The worlds gone mad she is, but she's not a man. She's trapped in a casket Can't listen to the map And can't imagine he'll ever come back Jag parked, smogs bad and she has a plan But can't get past the magnet Magic has its way of making things go crazy Why don't you just--& Oh what? Have my people call his people? Something like that His peopl I had a dream About a tent About a temporary tenant This christmas, its Resentment, Tension And whatever this is… Oh yes, "This is Skrillex…" wayward Hey. Hey. So, uh. So. What's wrong with you? ....what? What's wrong. Whats...wrong? --With you. SupaCree summons Skrillex. Skrillex. Stop it. Fuck you. Skrillex. Seriously, stop You stop. Skrillex-Skrillex-Skriooex o Oh no Just stop. In the parallel where… SŪpAcree has become a disasterously egotistic and diva-like superstar, we see she is in this world, outwardly bitter, rather angry and dispondant, having learned to capitalize best not being herself. A young intern helps to prepare an event; His trainer, an astute and rigid stage manager, after finishing a series of detailed questions about the theatrical performance and it's various attendees-+ leaves the intern alone for "just a minute" handing them her clipboard as she hurriedly rushes elsewhere. The intern scans the clipboard, flipping the front page over to reveal a hidden note. Taking the initiative (trying to be assertive in the newly appointed position), asks nervously... ...And what about Skrillex? Who? Skrillex. Who the fuck is that? Its...Skrillex. Tell me who that is. Uh… Go ahead. The intern stands, frightened at her anger. The stage manager returns. _______________ I hate this shit, it isn't fair. It isnt Wheres my phone? __ Woah. You did all this for Skrillex. Pretty much. Yeah. I guess. Yep. Wow. Okay. You would. (I did) Burn it. What? Fuck that! Ughhhhh. No. Sonny/fictional skrillex: Do you know why ai put you in this fucked up dimension? Me: WHAT? YOU DID THIS? NO--WHY--?? Sonny: So you could get your shit together. Me: well, that's fucked up. S/FS: I DID NOT think it would take this long Me: well, how long is it supposed to take? S/FS: I don't know… Me: ...well, how long does it usually take? S/FS: So wait; You guys from the future-- Fathomable future. Uh-huh Have seen the show? Yes. My show. Mm-hmm. / Well then, how does it start? ----------------------------- I already told you, no. Yes. I'm not going to Skrillex. You have to go. No. What the fuck is NO. I'm not going. WHAT? What. You have to go. Who says? We do. Okay. Okay. [beat] Who the fuck are you? OOH, ARE WE STILL BLEEPING OUT THE SKRILLEX? Yes. Sonny Sonny Sonny Sonny Sonny Sonny Sonny You so Funny Funny Funny Funny Funny Funny Funny Do you Love me Love me Love me Love me Love me Love me Love me I'm so Ugly Ugly Ugly Ugly Ugly Ugly Ugly And I'm nothing Without you Was this a song? Probably. Looks like a song. Seems like a song to me. Nobody should ever hear this. Define…”nobody” The Song has become a number 1 hit radio sensation. What the fuck is my life. What the fuck is your life. I don't know what the fuck. What the fuck. What the fuuuuuuck . Speak of the devil— (Terrified) what? Dillon Francis is here? What? No—it's just Skrillex, he's just...here to collect. What?! What, dude—Skrillex is your plug? Uhhh. For what? Where else am I gonna get premium space bass? Aaahh Gasp I knew it! I knew something about you was really Skrilly. Hella Skrilly. *doorbell rings* Ok, no Skrilly in front of the— He is magically just, suddenly inside. In front of the what? The two stand starry eyed in amazement. ...hey… X2: hey… Should we step outside? Oh, come in— —I did. I see that. (Lol )Right in He did that. He always does. This...transaction is private. It's fine. You guys are alright—maybe—breathe a little— —large gasp, has not been breathing since Skrillex...what did he even do. He like, apparated No—apps—no. There's no fire. He didnt apostate. Alright then, teleport. That silently? Yeah, I mean teleportals also are like: —actual teleportal, which is a huge, very not quiet, black hole like vacuum with lots of colors, lots of light— Oh. Well, how did he get in, then? He shifted. “What the fuck is Shiffted!?” The SupaCree and The Skrillex share these commonalities: *S13 (13th power ) —- Dude! I got the key! You got the key, yeah, it's one of these. A bunch of keys in a wheelbarrow. Dude. What. The fuck. I don't know! I just know, she told me the key was on the key ring WHAT keyring dyde?! This is just a wheelbarrow full of KE*T! (He produces a heavy chain which appears to (not really) link the kets together We...keychain. —Meanwhile, God deletes all the Florida Keys—except for one— I will not “go” to the “Skrillex Reddit” Go to that place. No way. We are going to the internet for ONE thing—and one thing only. We are gonna skate to one song, and one song only. BALL SO HARD MOTHERFUCKERS WANNA— No. One thing. Yes, I thought it was Skrillex. We never go online for Skrillex. Okay. Not even shopping. Alright, let's go. You don't even know what we're going for I hope he hears this She says I hope he makes it And by she, I mean me And I've been peayint for a way to try to say this stuff Spit it out Turn it up— Woah...okay! Okay what? What are you gonna do with all this Skrillex? Uh… …? …Just throw it out. Throw it out!? Yep. Why would you do that? *Shrugs* Don't need it. Don't need it!? Yeah, I just said that. Are you serious? Yes. Throw it out. No way. If you're gonna do that…I'll take it! You want it? W--Fuck yeah! For what? I don't know. I'll think of something. Okay. Yeah? Yeah...whatever. Yes! ...okay….Just--come help me lift this. “The Great Big Book of Skrillex” This...is just an Encyclopedia. ...you bought encyclopedias? I needed them for my library. ...you have a library? It isn't finished yet. It isn't...finished…? Not yet. They're installing the elevator. There's an elevator? Of course there's an elevator; it just doesn't get to the library. I meant— Come on. What did you do to my house ? Well, after I put the fire out— What fire? The main one. —there were, of course, several smaller fires— What The Hell? And now there's just that one. A fireplace? When did I get a fireplace? Well, I needed an easier way to get in and out. —where does it go? Out the chimney. —wait, did you just say “in and out”? That sounds good. I wish they had a vegetarian menu. French Fries? Uh huh. Is that it? I think so. GIVE ME ALL OF YOUR SAUCE. Ohhh, get ketchup. Sorry, we're out of ketchup. Out of ketchup? Yes. Okay, can I just have special sauce then? We are out of sauce. What. Every sauce? All The Sauce. GODDAMMIT DILLON FRANCIS. I hope this isn't like the Skrillex thing. We're still under the limit. Kick it. —-ugggghh, there are homelesses here!! —homelesseses are not always bad people Homeless—AGHHHBLLAAARRRGHHH— —-...okay, so they're not all sane, either but, neither am I. Homeless—RAAAAAAHHHH LALA—Aaahhhh NANA—*supa drunk* BLEEAAAHHHHHH DADA- Shhhhh—DADADADA - (Each character and each ensemble joins until all together they are are a crazy chorus in the ensemble in madness together) 1. Turn off the lights 17 minute dance number 2. Magic is real 20 minute dance number 3. LALa Land -La-Bay-Bay -Hollywoodland -HIII by the beach -Tent City Madness (homelessess) -The Bus Song -¡Panic @ The Disco! (Robbed) -Traiiin -ShutTheFuckUp -It's you! (Bless you.) -LALA Land (tune it out) 33 minutes ACT I— a young entrepreneur loses herself in the world of the bustling entertainment industry through entering the worlds within, and navigating the outterworld, while battling the worldly demons of darkness, as she fights for her life to break a curse set upon her by a devil with whom she will not name, but will haunt her—she must manage and master her inner magic to break this curse—and it is only when she learns that the curse may only be broken, if unspoken words are made spoken I just ate my skateboard That's okay I ain't bored— That's ok I ain't organized I came supplied: Some dude replied “I have the answer—come to me, you tiny dancer.” ‘Yessir' I replied with laughter Smile bright cause I'm an actor “Faster-faster-faster-faster!! I ” Shhhhhhhhhhh—SHADDUP. LALA- oh, hey you—! DADA- I thought we were suppressing her LUST-*sluttily* GAD- *quite so*>> We *are* LALA- *guiltily* —it's just... DADA- NO. No ‘it's just'— NANA- *drunkenly* yeahhh, keep it together, kassandra LALA & DADA- Shut the fuck up, hoe! [NANA shrugs and nothings away] LALA & DADA make a face at each other— - God, What the fuck is wrong with her, anyway? NANA coughs loudly, backstage. GAD- It's a curse. DOC- we don't believe in Magic. LALA- I don't believe in you, bitch! HOLLYWOOD (ensemble)- BITCH—WE DONT BELIEVE IN YOU, EITHER. The Three: Hot *daaamnn* Mr Poopy Butthole- hot daaaaamn...! (yeah, there's cameos) CAST: Mr. Poopy Butthole?!?! Mr. Poopy Butthole: Uhhh—yeaaah, I just got here I uhhhh, I got big plans—big dreams, you know, I just—I'm gonna be a staaaar!! CAST: Laughs—the laughter trails off into different forms—awkward, daunting, sarcastic—then, only the spirits and LALA—suddenly, it is dark, and she is laughing all alone. Her laughter turns into a sorrowful pout, looking about quite lost. She shudders. Lala- Fuuuuuuuck. And I could get a place out in Hollywood land— But I'd rather be close to the surf and the sand— Cause that's how I planned it This is my planet (This is OUR planet) Oh yeah, my bad—this is weird, having f all of us here ‘You should put on your ears, dear' Hustle, hustle, hustle That's how you get muscle And it just is what it is Bitch you know this is a business And you know that's how you get this Make your check, earn respect build up your interest Bank? No thanks. Cause bro you know that shit stanks— You studied all your mistakes— Keep money, make money tell yourself thanks (Thanks) You'll probably thank your self later (Twice?) That's when you start making paper (Thanks) And yeah you know you got haters (Who?) Yeah bitch you know he's a hater— (Boo) Who? Yo bitch—I told you no crying!! (Woah) (They go in the round, the 3) “Yes, ohhh my GAD” ( But I'm not Spent my deposit on a house that's rotting—vultures spotting me— Ex husband haunting me PTSD. Take it with me everywhere I go, It follows me, Swallows me up like the coffee cup I left and needed this morning. Oh, Elohim. Lala Land: a musical revue m Escaping your past is not always easy—Master Your Magic. Featuring music by: Skrillex (Vs)

Why did you do this? I didn't do this! You did this! I didn't do this! Why would I do this? How could you! I didn't! What the fuck is HE doing here? What the fuck. You need to stop this. I can't stop. What did you DO. Exactly what I had to. Shasta! Who the fuck is that? That's that bitch. I told you it was Shasta. Who the fuck is Shasta. What show is this? Where is Skrillex? FUCK SKR— Wait, what show is this? INT. THE VOID. DAY & NIGHT. I remember the first time I ever realized, I could love anyone in the world, if they needed me to—or, if they just gave me the chance. Or if I got the chance. Or, if there was a chance. And, if there was a chance, and it was supposed to happen, it always would—especially if I wanted it— But definitely, if I needed it. But, what is is “if”? And, what is “supposed”? What is it to “want”? And what's a “need”? Now I know— or at least pretend to. Because, the more it is I think I know, the actual less I feel that I actually do; None the wiser, I am what I always was— And God is, as I am. INT. TURNER STREET—FAIRBANKS, ALASKA. DAY. Have you heard of Dillon Francis? I mean, I've heard of him… He's hilarious. I feel like me and him would get along. I doubt that. Look at this. No, thank you. Just watch it. Video: Need You, NGTMRE and Dillon Francis Dillon Francis: “so much trim , dude—shes overage, I think.” —You're probably right. Just watch it. Nah, I'm good. INT. GOOD CANNABIS—FAIRBANKS, ALASKA. DAY —- The DJ—slash—actor somehow became a muse for me after so tragically being entangled in a less-than-comfortable premonition turned fairytale fantasy via tragedy and trauma from the fallout of finding my formerly favorite founding father of modern dance music to have fallen from grace —Or into it— EXT. A DITCH SOMEWHERE. TWILIGHT A drunken DJ is discarded. —only to amazingly recoup and recover, seemingly like magic— Which by the way, is real. A comeback nobody saw coming— And still doesn't see, at least—as of yet. I remember the first time I levitated as an adult; two years later to that very day, I found myself uncontrollably laughing, to the opposite affect, so heavy I seemed almost to be bound to the floor; It was the only gift I received for my birthday that year, though albeit unintentionally given ROFLMAO. What in the fuck does that mean? Rolling on the floor, laughing my ass off. OH, THAT CHUCKLEFUCKER. I just laughed so hard, I came. I saw. Come here, kid. OW. Ohhhhhh, I see. what was THAT. Now, you listen, I am listening. No, you're laughing. That was more than a laugh… It was more than a look. DID YOU SEE THAT? WOW. That was orgasmic. Shishane!! I gotta go. Okay. But come here. (They kiss.) See you tomorrow. Yeah. Okay Hey, I'm home: SHASTA!!!!! Where WHERE YOU? I had work. Finally having caught up to SupaCree (in Skrillex's body), Sonny (as SupaCree) is flabbergasted at her actions. Dressed super flamboyantly and colorful, "Skrillex" looks ridiculous, touting a Jamba Juice and sipping erroneously SupaCree (S): what the fuck. Skrillex (SC): Yooooo. You're ugly. Mau5: you're one to talk. Skrillex: Psh I am sexy as fuck right now. Wow. SupaCree: Jamba Juice? I don't drink Jamba Juice. Skrillex: you do drink Jamba juice. I mean. I do. This was free. Actually, you know what, a lot of shit is free, when you're rich; it's fucked up. Right. Yeah. Doesn't make a lot of sense. ___________ (Earlier) A super hot fan girl walks up to "Skrillex" Hey stranger. Hey...wow. Yeah wow. This is kinda random, but would you want to… (whispers in ear) Woah. That is random. (Basic bitch giggle) haha yeah. You would do that? Yeah! Because...I'm... Skrillex..? Um, yeah, I guess… Huh. … Well...would you do that if I wasn't Skrillex? ..um...no??? Huh. ___________ (later) Skrillex (SC) Yo! Did you know that people will (whispers in ear) just because you're Skrillex. SupaCree (S): (bashfully) Well, yeah... Skrillex: YO! _______ Switching Back In an attempt to return to normal, Skrillex ends up back in his own body, but has left SupaCree and Dillon Francis now stranded in eachothers' bodies. Skrillex/Sonny: sigh of relief--rolls eyes at outfit, but otherwise satisfied, shrugging. SupaCree (DF) Woah I am...colors…! [Looks over self in awe] Dillon Francis (SC): Awh what, no way! Aaaaghhh! SupaCree (DF) [Looking down] ...these are tits. Dillon Francis (SC) : HEY! Don't touch my tits! [Looks in mirror] FUCK YEAH, I'M DILLON FRANCIS: Stuck in SuPaCree's body, Dillon Francis experiences full fledged synethesia heightened by the circumstances of the switch; an array of colors and vibrations fill the world; he stares, taken aback by Skrillex's "colors", which only he can see [but is clearly phonomenal.] SupaCree: Oh man, this is... [looks at Skrillex] Whuuuut. Skrillex: (creeped) What? SupaCree (DF) [steps away from him, wide eyed] ...this is a lot. Dillon Francis (SC) [checking himself out, approving] Dude I'm hungry. What do you eat? SupaCree: what the fuck do you eat? Sugar Cubes of acid? What the FUCK! Dillon francis: I try to stay away from processed sugar-- SupaCree: what the fuck is this shit? Calm Down, You're just ugly. Are you kidding me? !'m tripping dick right now. Dillon Francis: I'm tripping dick right now-- SupaCree: HEY. Dont touch my dick! No tits, no dick! Dillon Francis: first of all, I'm Dillon Francis, I can do whatever I want; secondly, nobody's touching your dick--ew--it's just attached to me. SupaCree: What is wrong with you?! Dillon Francis: nothing, im--i'm Dillon Francis. SupaCree: WHY is everything wavy--what are these colors? Dillon Francis: it's just---mild synesthesia-- SupaCree: "MILD" (to skrillex) Stay over there. SKrillex: K. Dillon Francis: It ramps up when I get excited. Or anxious. Or hungry. SupaCree: Make it stop. Dillon Francis: I can't. That's why I rave. SupaCree: AGH. Dillon Francis: Just don't get too close to Skrillex. Both: Why? Dillon Francis: I don't know, okay? Just...don't. And here, wear these [puts on sunglasses.] There. SupaCree: better...kind of. This is insane. Dillon Francis: just don't play his music… SupaCree: why, what does your music do? [Skrillex is silent. There is an obvious secret Dillon Francis sends a threatening glare towards him, and they nod in agreement not to elaborate] SupaCree: nevermind. Switch me back. Dillon Francis: no way! I'm an even whiter white guy now. I wanna go out! SupaCree: out where? Dillon Francis: I don't know. Somewhere really white. Like. Manhattan beach or--Beverly Center. SupaCree: I don't wanna go out like this! Dillon Francis: you're right, you look ridiculous. [She's still dressed in all black, signature skrillex] _____________ Skrillex, Dillon Francis and SupaCree end up as the finalists in the fight to the death J battle to become “God's” favorite DJ __________ Dillonception -Dillon Francis's Magical Universe immediately follows dillonception, where he uses his newly acquired = magic and works for a variety of characters to save the world, albeit from a DJless post apocalyptic wasteland. _______ Hot fan girl from before: you deleted that picture, right? (Later) Dillon Francis (as supa Cree) is wearing a shirt with a picture of the fangirl and skrillex [insert goofy picture here] a reference to Getter, though the act is innocent rather than sexual, as the prior scenes indicate. The Voices Parodyish Dilon is the only person who sees Gerald and his friends/ family as “just a pinata”, however, Gerald, appears as, in fact, a real person to everyone else, who believes Dillon to just be joking, or even ‘a real asshole' However, it is later revealed that as such, Dilon “suffers” from a condition similar to that which the main character of The Voices also struggle Dillon Francis is officially too hot for Supacree (Sunni Blu, alternately) as they are often booked to work together, Supacree becomes clumsily awry of Dillon Francis, hanzel, and RAF respectively. Don't do this. I'm about to. Just fucking stop! I won't stop. You're being ridiculous. Yes, I am. What—Dillon Francis?! What—Kayla Lauren—? It's a thing. It's a cult. Well, fuck this. I want it. So, get it. I got it. He played you. Okay, then— Listen to me—? I am listening… You are NOT— Let me guess— “NOT HIS TYPE” —yeah, I know. So, what's up! Well, he's hot— That's so gross— I'm an adult— He's a DJ— —a record producer— An Oscar nominated actor— What?! —and Grammy nominated. Wait, excuse me. Same year, too. Different project, though. How'd this happen? “This can't happen” Oh, my God! That never happened. What never happened? Okay. Exactly. What about So— WHO? Sorry. Right, exactly. Hey, how's Kayla? Who is “Kayla”? Well, this hurts. Just use it. He won't stay. Don't need it— —that's the way// I want it. So. Satan. ...hm? Can you handle this? This one's easy. He looks simple. But he's not. Dillon Francis is one of the most powerful Gods of creation in existence. What about Skrillex? There's no Skrillex. What about Sonny? S/He killed him. Oh. Who's this? This is Esmerelda. What's...she doing? Everything I won't. Woah. I'll be back. What is this? I remember this—he married her, and I suffered. Who, Kayla Lauren?! “She's so basic—“ So is Sonny. OoooOoooOooo000hhhh— —shots fired. “ The Simple Skrillex” That's this one. Fuck this nigga —fuck this nigga— And his posse. So, what's Dillon want? Nothing to do with me— Oh— Who are you? Who did you ask for? ...Jesus fucking Christ. What, Dillon Francis? ...are you busy? Jesus Christ and Dillon Francis finally have a face to face. “An Extended Vacation” Oh, my God. Don't say that. Fuck Dillon Francis. ...why does Dillon Francis have my dragon? Does she know I have her dragon WHY DOES DILLON FRANCIS— Is she mad? HABE MY DRAGON? Mm. Is she coming? You know what—?! — I should mention Wigga Skrillex, before I for get again Man, fuck SKRILLEC! Can't. He's “taken” Oh, is he? Plus, Dillon Francis has my—wait—. How did Dillon Francis get my dragon? Hoe did you get my dragon? You keep me jet Blue I can't forget you, But I can forgive you for getting me Used to this, Uselessness I'm just another useless piece of— Dillon Francis, send this shit to Skrillex, And just kill me— Or let's burn it, Just forget it; Didn't write it Need a girlfriend? That can never happen I don't want it, I just fantasized about it once, Or maybe twice I'm in my mind, I'll find you by the time I die, Right? Right? Dillon Francis's kick drum. In the reality where () becomes a college professor, she is interrupted by surprise and stunned, when Skrillex himself appears during a lecture deconstructing his music. After being banished into a reality where Dillon Francis is a level-one DJ in present times, he furiously attempts to escape through multiple failed attempts. He has also lost his ability and masterful magic of music, and experiences the struggle of obscurity and insignificance in the oversaturated and unfair present music scene. Just as he crosses paths with the alternate reality in which he has fallen into an eternity long Dark Void, which spirals towards Hell in a Terrifying Twilight-Zone like wormhole of sorts, where one's deepest transgressions, fears, and doubts are projected through infinite dimensions, often resulting in “The Illusion of Death”, or rather, depending on the construct of the respective reality, the “nearest-to-Death” experience you can possibly have. As the Dillon Francis in the Dark Void gets nearer to Hell, The Dillon Francis in “Dillon Francis Has No Fans Land” (located amongst the Universal Network of alternate parallels U has been been banishing ‘Hollywood People' into, scattering them into realities where they either haven't-yet or never-will make it to superstardom/celebrity status. *Note* This Universe has the highest concentration of SS as an actual person, as it is revealed to be hidden nestled and hidden in a deep subliminal realm of her own subconscious, which creates a protected vortex “off map”, a hidden Universe with its own complexities, Laws of Science, and Concept of Time; A Nearly Inescapable Consciously constructed set on its own independent, multidimensional grid--which only () herself can travel throughout. U kidnapping celebrities by Assassinating them through the “illusion of death” ( sometimes as the Colorful Crypt Keeper, depending on the reality) In our present reality (IRL) The Celebrities have either retired, disappeared into isolation “A Syd Barret”, or more dramatically, have actually died. Once removed from the current reality, the stars wake up in a new reality, where they are no longer wealthy, popular, famous or successful; While some entertainers happily (heaven) adjust to normalcy, finding happiness and bliss in simplicity, most are cascaded into an unraveling downward spiral, deteriorating their mental health as they experience life without privilege or status. “If Your Name Is________________, You're In My Movie” Once collected, they are then sent “One Deeper” into this skewed universe, again by Death, which happens in exact synchronicity of their first death, resetting time; they “What is this, Bad DJ Land?” “Yeah, I mean I call it, Dillon Francis Has No Fans Land, but. Yeah.” (mimicking her) “Yeah.” Venice Ventures (A Collection of Short FIlms, a Spinoff of the Scary Monsters Series, a Tie Into Secret Life of Sunni Blu/Much Ado About Sunni Blu, The Legend of SupaCree -Venice Ventures (Pilot/Venice Mini Burning Man) -Day Of The Dead -Who Killed Matt Maeson -Magic Is Real -Magic Israel -Magic Isn't Real -LSDream (Pt I.Vegas) -LSDream (Pt. II) -Brillz (Sammi The Bampheramph, circa 2013) -Au[DIO]tistic SupaCree meets two new “friends” at a small festival; However, she soon finds that she's on her own, after feeling “third wheeled” and deciding to roam closer to her home (front and center) on the dance floor. During a drop, she breaks into her signature improvisational “dance trance”, drawing a crowd of impressed and fascinated ravers, becoming quite instantly popular; It's almost, even, as if she has fans--as people excitedly ask to trade kandi and share dances. Then, as Getter begins his set--a circle of people have formed around her, groups of tribes, squads, and kandi kids, magnetically drawn to the The Vibe (I Am The Vibe) and spirit energy that the music awakens within her; The Spirits have called her home to journey into the spirit world, sending “Angels”, or “Light Spirits” tasked to assure that she completes this passage into the spirit world--aligning the present, with the future and past; Alternately, in the Dark Underworld, Demons, or “Dark Spirits/Lost Souls” to work against the light, as an effort to consume her, reawakening The Ego. The Ascended Masters, as an order to bestow Stories of Origin, ancient wisdom, and awaken the God Consciousness, allowing for ascension and Projection within the Interdimensions--must release the seal which holds the oldest known [or unknown soul], so that the “Light Magic” can be passed back to the living descendants of the ancestors amast to be Ascended Masters. To Blissfully yet truly unaware of her own light--either deeply within, or shining throughout, people dancing near her are givingly sharing “conscious gifts” forming a smoke circle within what seems to be an almost gravitational pull. She smokes cooly within the circle, enjoying the auras of those around her--who laugh, smile, dance, and greet her with friendly excitement; As she circle closes, she is handed a mysterious cartridge, filled with a liquid which she quickly examines in the dark and smoky crowd of dancers. ...This is weed? The girl neither shakes her head yes, or no--just gazing above the rims of her dark sunglasses. She takes three hits, and passes it back to the masked stranger, who disappears into the dancefloor. Thanks! (but she is already gone) The energy shifts around her, as her ravey extroversion quickly fades into an introverted and inward, calm and thoughtful state. She contently observes, as usual, checking back to see the the couple she came with, as they wave happily at her. She moves more closely to them, gesturing to meet her closer to the front of the dance floor. She looks up at the performance stage; the visuals, the lights, the many working parts of a high-production value theatrical production. The stage is set so that she has to look more upward at the DJ, who she stares at, drifting into what seems to be a daydream. Its time for Meditation. Meditate. Now? Ground Yourself. Are you serious? I just got here! Sit. As the bass drops, The world around her shifts, into a colorful array of light colliding with sound; Enter, World of Floor. (A flashback, to past raves) I always knew this world existed, but never had I imagined the things I hadn't seen, around and between all the things I had as I was flying overhead, passing by admiring all the life...and all the lights... (A montage of the World of Floor) (The Cosmic Owl's Flight) In a beautiful starlit meadow, on some distant parallel or humanoid existence, a group of boys are camping, being boys. One boy, a pale and slender boy with gentle eyes under pink-framed wide lens glasses, gazes up at the sparkling night sky toting his gun upwardly, looking through the scope. A bright shooting star appears, bedazzling him as he looks, rubbing his eye. What are you aiming at? It's darktime, I doubt you'll find anything to shoot. The boy shrugs, Suit yourself. The other boy heads back toward the fire, where at a distance one of the other boys asks “what is he doing?” I don't know, psh. Haha--maybe he's shooting stars. Shut up! They continue on. He scoffs and rolls his eyes, head pointed up as he watches the sky, inwardly wishing for another shooting star, then suddenly--a light, as something large and white flies over the campsite, leaving behind a gust of wind and sparkling light of stardust, dissipating as the boys all point their heads at the sky, wide eyed. WOAH! Did you see that? What do you mean did I see that? I'm sitting right by you! It went right over your head! Like, right by! They search the sky, as the stars seem to twinkle with a brighter blue-white light; The Giant White Owl once more flies by. What the-- Don't just stand there! What IS that thing? I don't know! Shoot it. The boy panics, aiming for the bird. He fires a shot, missing her, then another. Shoot it! From a birds eye view, the boys seem small in the vast meadow, nestled in a beautiful valley on a gigantic “alien” planet, with colorful auroras dancing in the atmosphere. The owl glows with the neon light, with giant wise eyes, whose light reflects the tale of all time. Hearing the two shots, but unfamiliar with the sound, she glides into a curve diving downward over the mountainside, towards the boy with the glasses, in her eye surrounded by an aura of golden light; she tilts her head as the shine in her giant eye sparkles with a loving light; As she admires the light, she cries as the sound of the gunfire aligns with a bullet, spinning her graceful flight into a flash of light, leaving behind a twisting trail of cosmic light and stardust. [*Director's Note:Though she appears only as a Giant White Owl (though with a glowing bright white light, only the boy in the glasses sees (with the naked eye) the neon spectrum of light emitted by The Cosmic Owl, eventually a full Prisim..] He jumps, as his eyes widen with shock and worry, in awe of the spiral of light and a shuttered surprise. You got it! Thank God, I would have called this whole thing off. What was that? At least he got it. Taking his gun off and dropping it, he walks still in awe towards the mountain, in an almost hynotized and quiet stride. ...Hey, where are you going? ...I'm gonna go find it. Go FIND IT? Why!? Just because it's not flying, doesn't mean it's not still alive! That thing was giant! Like three times your size! Ten Times! Unresponsive, and guided by the light, though fading, which has left a spiraled trail against the dark and starry sky. A giant moon rises over the mountain, as she runs into the forested hillside, ascending towards the spiraled light. Go after him. I'm not going after him. Someone go get him. YOU go get him. Pftt. Fuck that. They all stare blankly at eachother in an awkward silence. ...Mom's gonna kill us. -Countdown Shunned by h They know I am Good. Well. How? Who? They. Who this they? Anyone that matters. How--how? Insomniac. Right. EDC. right. The music. Well, it can't always end in martyrdom It always has Stay humble. All are one Whose world is this, anyway? Apparently, ours. Sonny's somewhere Sonny's always somewhere except, wherever I am. Not true. Oh, God. Hm…? What? I just want peace Want, or need? Need. Fair. I need PLUR Al of it? I'd gladly trade my life to rave again You were promised an eternal cebration in paradice Where's paradice Stay on the path San Diego would be on the path. It is. A town called paradice Oh, Tiesto. His wife is 23. Gross. Is it? Is it love? For now. Have faith. I am faith. Be kind. I am kindness. I said, stay humble. Kendrick. And? AND. The remix is always better. Only when it's. . I am Skrillex. As if. what is "if". Go make music. Music made me. I am music. I need tome. Who, what, and when, are driving in a car together… The coffee rub (run*) There's significance in that video there's significance in Dillon Francis Even Deadmau5? Who? On God. ...what? ...oh great, now I gotta figure out which biblical character represents Dillon Francis? It's not Jesus. We know Jesus. (Everyone knows Jesus) It is Jesus. Everything is everything. That's a step. No white saviors! ...go somewhere else. Be a color! … ___ There's a lady in my kitchen, cooking me breakfast. I cooked breakfast. ...is it...poisoned? No, it's breakfast. … … It is hot. Who are you? *censored vigorously* … Apparently, I'm Skrillex. What the fuck. What the fuck. I gotta go. through the other end of the telephone, a DJ, having overheard the conversation pipes in loudly, with peeping curiosity. Is that Skrillex? Call you back. Supacree continues cooking comfortably. Is he there? Another DJ runs towards the phone, having overheard—in the background, we see a news program playing, the headline reads WHERE IS SKRILLEX, the latter obscured. Is he there?! Sounds like him. Yo! It does! Where is Skrillex!? I gotta go. He hangs up the phone. … Dillon suspiciously pushes back his plate. SUPACREE Let me guess. DILLON FRANCIS HEY GOOGLE, call SUPACREE I am Google. DILLON FRANCIS Apparently, You're Skrillex. SUPACREE Apparently, I am. (I AM.) What was that? ...what was that? SUPACREE That was Ï. [beat.] [Very awkward silence] ...I need a… Eat your breakfast. Who are you? Listen, Dillon Francis. Who is that? That's—your name. No, I'm not… … …who are you? Alright, just— look. “NOT DILLON FRANCIS” She forfeits. She forfeits? This tournament is intense. How do you even remember this story? I just remember it...it sticks. ASCENSION. Who wrote this? Who, indeed. Explain that. I can't explain that. You made it, you have to explain it. I didn't make it. Yes, you did. I didn't make this. I will bring her here. How? Jeff: Don't ask me “how”, just watch. (Jeff?) What? I don't know how to spell “Excision” ((But I do.)) That's not a fucking FLEX, it's a SKRILLEX. It is what it is! IT IS WHAT IT IS AND I KNOW A SKRILLEX WHEN I SEE A SKRILLEX ITS A SKRILLEX. *GASP* THE HEX. (Oh shit, what Hex) ((The SKRILL-HEX)) (((AHA.)) Apparently. Watch this. [Ext. Basspod (Underground)] Wait, she's leaving. Where is she going? I don't know. Just-- I can't keep track! She was just-- --RIGHT THERE-- Wait, what was that? What was that? Over there? Over...where? It's….it's that way. That way what? Lets go. GETTER doesn't know what he did. JEFF knows exactly what he did and isn't saying shit. EXCISION knows where you can get it, but not unless you pay. SKRILLEXCISION is the world's hottest super-duo, (who is in reality, just one person.) ((and doesn't exist)) (((at least, in this dimension.))) SUPACREE, is probably -she dead -she's an alien -she has superpowers That's just a Skrillex. I don't think its-- Just leave it. IT'S A BIRD. IT”S A PLANE. IT”S SUPACREE SUPACREE, WHO THE FUCK IS “SUPACREE”? SUPACREE is a SUPERSTAR DJ. (who is actually several different people) ((who are actually just one being)) (((infinite)) SKRILLEX is … … …. … Explain that. I can't explain that, I didn't make that. Oh, you made it. I--okay, wait--no. I am NOT taking responsibility for this-- (She is responsible for this) ((and infinite other things)) (((everything, actyally.))) No, I mean, she's actually everything. “Everything” She doesn't know she's in control of it. Wait, I can control it? Watch. Don't watch. Just listen. It's not how i hear it, it's how I feel it. Did you run? NIGGA, I DID NOT RUN; I RAN. Oh shit, now she knows she's in control of it. Sick. Yess--but she doesn't believe it, so it's fucking with existence. Shit. This existence? Every existence. How can you tell? I don't even know what I'm about to say before I say it, I think she's writing this... Wait, do you usually know what you're going to say before you're gonna say it--? I don't know, I can't remember anything before this happened--I'm not even sure if we existed, I think we might be in this shit. Wait, like in this--like, we're not even… ...then it just ends, dude. IT JUST ENDED? But it wasn't just purple rain, It was rainbows and--wait So she.. Wait. Two planets passing so closely, the two worlds are forever changed. Well. Now that we know this is possible. Oh shit, that 12th PLanet. He's black? I-- Huh. Wait. Wait. Can I...Remix this…? What the fuck is a “Remix”? The Remixes. AH, FUCK THIS. Wait, did it-- It did, it dropped. He dropped it. FUCK THIS DUDE. OH, FUCK THIS MOTHERFUCKER. THIS MOTHERFUCKER. --BASS BITCH, MOTHERFUCKER!! Is that the lyrics? I don't know, that's just how it goes! ___ How do you know him…? We are...friends. BITCH, I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND-- DAMN! --I AM YOUR SAVIOR, YOU SHOULD BE WORSHIPPING ME-- Oh, shit. That took a turn. -- I do worship you. OH SHIT. THAT TOOK ANOTHER TURN. Are you sure it was CTHULU? (Nods.) Okay then, lets get this bitch. __ Skrillex and Dillon Francis make a Deal with The Ex. OH SHIT-- IS THAT WHY SHE-- YAH. UNH. YAS. So these planets pass so closely, that their atmosphere's collide, and--not only do they-- --THE PLANETS-- --actually manage to acknowledge eachother as it's happening, it actually alters their axis-- --yeah-- --and changes their orbital paths... Yes. WHAT? Okay. So. Look. There's two planets. Two planets, yeah. Different Galaxies. Well yeah, that--that would depend, wouldn't it. Dependent by which...definition... ? I mean; what is even a Galaxy-- I mean, scientifically? No, infinitely? Excuse me? I mean--what is a “galaxy” if existence is infinite. It's--what? If Everything is Everything; then whatever a galaxy is, by definition--what our actual perception of this reality is exactly just that Whatever I was about to type was definitely better sou The Legend of SupaCree follows an involuntary “hero” on her adventures, after her powers become unlocked; Now, she must join forces with the other DJ's to Save The Rave. _____ SupaCree refuses to tell anybody anything. (After Pre-edc scene) oh dude, that's a lot. It is a lot. She still hasn't told her mom you're “Skrillex” Ugh, no. And she makes me shop at K-Mart every time we go over there. You got that at K-Mart? It's nice. Yeah. Where did you find a K-Mart? ______ Where is “Earff”? _____ Bampheramph training is considered complete once the trainee “stops crying”, thus begins the official recruitment process, which includes but is not limited to reaching various ‘extremes', which differ by context. ____ Every red cup is just Another broken heart, Another broken dream, Another broken record, Playing on repeat … … … Wheres my Skrillex? Which-- So, Skrillex… You can call me Sonny. ...Skrillex... O...kay… [She squints suspiciously at him and jots something down in her notebook.] ____ So, do you use Serato, or Rekordbox? Neither I just [Demonstrates] What the fuck does that even mean. It means you can [Demonstrates] ____1 How is he doing this? Magic. I'm not going to fight for him. Do you honestly think this is happening to anybody else? Maybe. Honestly? Infinite. Infinite Skrill-- Infinite fucking everything. I'm not about to try to explain it. So what are you going to do? I don't know. The worlds gone mad she is, but she's not a man. She's trapped in a casket Can't listen to the map And can't imagine he'll ever come back Jag parked, smogs bad and she has a plan But can't get past the magnet Magic has its way of making things go crazy Why don't you just--& Oh what? Have my people call his people? Something like that His peopl I had a dream About a tent About a temporary tenant This christmas, its Resentment, Tension And whatever this is… Oh yes, "This is Skrillex…" wayward Hey. Hey. So, uh. So. What's wrong with you? ....what? What's wrong. Whats...wrong? --With you. SupaCree summons Skrillex. Skrillex. Stop it. Fuck you. Skrillex. Seriously, stop You stop. Skrillex-Skrillex-Skriooex o Oh no Just stop. In the parallel where… SŪpAcree has become a disasterously egotistic and diva-like superstar, we see she is in this world, outwardly bitter, rather angry and dispondant, having learned to capitalize best not being herself. A young intern helps to prepare an event; His trainer, an astute and rigid stage manager, after finishing a series of detailed questions about the theatrical performance and it's various attendees-+ leaves the intern alone for "just a minute" handing them her clipboard as she hurriedly rushes elsewhere. The intern scans the clipboard, flipping the front page over to reveal a hidden note. Taking the initiative (trying to be assertive in the newly appointed position), asks nervously... ...And what about Skrillex? Who? Skrillex. Who the fuck is that? Its...Skrillex. Tell me who that is. Uh… Go ahead. The intern stands, frightened at her anger. The stage manager returns. _______________ I hate this shit, it isn't fair. It isnt Wheres my phone? __ Woah. You did all this for Skrillex. Pretty much. Yeah. I guess. Yep. Wow. Okay. You would. (I did) Burn it. What? Fuck that! Ughhhhh. No. Sonny/fictional skrillex: Do you know why ai put you in this fucked up dimension? Me: WHAT? YOU DID THIS? NO--WHY--?? Sonny: So you could get your shit together. Me: well, that's fucked up. S/FS: I DID NOT think it would take this long Me: well, how long is it supposed to take? S/FS: I don't know… Me: ...well, how long does it usually take? S/FS: So wait; You guys from the future-- Fathomable future. Uh-huh Have seen the show? Yes. My show. Mm-hmm. / Well then, how does it start? ----------------------------- I already told you, no. Yes. I'm not going to Skrillex. You have to go. No. What the fuck is NO. I'm not going. WHAT? What. You have to go. Who says? We do. Okay. Okay. [beat] Who the fuck are you? OOH, ARE WE STILL BLEEPING OUT THE SKRILLEX? Yes. Sonny Sonny Sonny Sonny Sonny Sonny Sonny You so Funny Funny Funny Funny Funny Funny Funny Do you Love me Love me Love me Love me Love me Love me Love me I'm so Ugly Ugly Ugly Ugly Ugly Ugly Ugly And I'm nothing Without you Was this a song? Probably. Looks like a song. Seems like a song to me. Nobody should ever hear this. Define…”nobody” The Song has become a number 1 hit radio sensation. What the fuck is my life. What the fuck is your life. I don't know what the fuck. What the fuck. What the fuuuuuuck . Speak of the devil— (Terrified) what? Dillon Francis is here? What? No—it's just Skrillex, he's just...here to collect. What?! What, dude—Skrillex is your plug? Uhhh. For what? Where else am I gonna get premium space bass? Aaahh Gasp I knew it! I knew something about you was really Skrilly. Hella Skrilly. *doorbell rings* Ok, no Skrilly in front of the— He is magically just, suddenly inside. In front of the what? The two stand starry eyed in amazement. ...hey… X2: hey… Should we step outside? Oh, come in— —I did. I see that. (Lol )Right in He did that. He always does. This...transaction is private. It's fine. You guys are alright—maybe—breathe a little— —large gasp, has not been breathing since Skrillex...what did he even do. He like, apparated No—apps—no. There's no fire. He didnt apostate. Alright then, teleport. That silently? Yeah, I mean teleportals also are like: —actual teleportal, which is a huge, very not quiet, black hole like vacuum with lots of colors, lots of light— Oh. Well, how did he get in, then? He shifted. “What the fuck is Shiffted!?” The SupaCree and The Skrillex share these commonalities: *S13 (13th power ) —- Dude! I got the key! You got the key, yeah, it's one of these. A bunch of keys in a wheelbarrow. Dude. What. The fuck. I don't know! I just know, she told me the key was on the key ring WHAT keyring dyde?! This is just a wheelbarrow full of KE*T! (He produces a heavy chain which appears to (not really) link the kets together We...keychain. —Meanwhile, God deletes all the Florida Keys—except for one— I will not “go” to the “Skrillex Reddit” Go to that place. No way. We are going to the internet for ONE thing—and one thing only. We are gonna skate to one song, and one song only. BALL SO HARD MOTHERFUCKERS WANNA— No. One thing. Yes, I thought it was Skrillex. We never go online for Skrillex. Okay. Not even shopping. Alright, let's go. You don't even know what we're going for I hope he hears this She says I hope he makes it And by she, I mean me And I've been peayint for a way to try to say this stuff Spit it out Turn it up— Woah...okay! Okay what? What are you gonna do with all this Skrillex? Uh… …? …Just throw it out. Throw it out!? Yep. Why would you do that? *Shrugs* Don't need it. Don't need it!? Yeah, I just said that. Are you serious? Yes. Throw it out. No way. If you're gonna do that…I'll take it! You want it? W--Fuck yeah! For what? I don't know. I'll think of something. Okay. Yeah? Yeah...whatever. Yes! ...okay….Just--come help me lift this. “The Great Big Book of Skrillex” This...is just an Encyclopedia. ...you bought encyclopedias? I needed them for my library. ...you have a library? It isn't finished yet. It isn't...finished…? Not yet. They're installing the elevator. There's an elevator? Of course there's an elevator; it just doesn't get to the library. I meant— Come on. What did you do to my house ? Well, after I put the fire out— What fire? The main one. —there were, of course, several smaller fires— What The Hell? And now there's just that one. A fireplace? When did I get a fireplace? Well, I needed an easier way to get in and out. —where does it go? Out the chimney. —wait, did you just say “in and out”? That sounds good. I wish they had a vegetarian menu. French Fries? Uh huh. Is that it? I think so. GIVE ME ALL OF YOUR SAUCE. Ohhh, get ketchup. Sorry, we're out of ketchup. Out of ketchup? Yes. Okay, can I just have special sauce then? We are out of sauce. What. Every sauce? All The Sauce. GODDAMMIT DILLON FRANCIS. I hope this isn't like the Skrillex thing. We're still under the limit. Kick it. —-ugggghh, there are homelesses here!! —homelesseses are not always bad people Homeless—AGHHHBLLAAARRRGHHH— —-...okay, so they're not all sane, either but, neither am I. Homeless—RAAAAAAHHHH LALA—Aaahhhh NANA—*supa drunk* BLEEAAAHHHHHH DADA- Shhhhh—DADADADA - (Each character and each ensemble joins until all together they are are a crazy chorus in the ensemble in madness together) 1. Turn off the lights 17 minute dance number 2. Magic is real 20 minute dance number 3. LALa Land -La-Bay-Bay -Hollywoodland -HIII by the beach -Tent City Madness (homelessess) -The Bus Song -¡Panic @ The Disco! (Robbed) -Traiiin -ShutTheFuckUp -It's you! (Bless you.) -LALA Land (tune it out) 33 minutes ACT I— a young entrepreneur loses herself in the world of the bustling entertainment industry through entering the worlds within, and navigating the outterworld, while battling the worldly demons of darkness, as she fights for her life to break a curse set upon her by a devil with whom she will not name, but will haunt her—she must manage and master her inner magic to break this curse—and it is only when she learns that the curse may only be broken, if unspoken words are made spoken I just ate my skateboard That's okay I ain't bored— That's ok I ain't organized I came supplied: Some dude replied “I have the answer—come to me, you tiny dancer.” ‘Yessir' I replied with laughter Smile bright cause I'm an actor “Faster-faster-faster-faster!! I ” Shhhhhhhhhhh—SHADDUP. LALA- oh, hey you—! DADA- I thought we were suppressing her LUST-*sluttily* GAD- *quite so*>> We *are* LALA- *guiltily* —it's just... DADA- NO. No ‘it's just'— NANA- *drunkenly* yeahhh, keep it together, kassandra LALA & DADA- Shut the fuck up, hoe! [NANA shrugs and nothings away] LALA & DADA make a face at each other— - God, What the fuck is wrong with her, anyway? NANA coughs loudly, backstage. GAD- It's a curse. DOC- we don't believe in Magic. LALA- I don't believe in you, bitch! HOLLYWOOD (ensemble)- BITCH—WE DONT BELIEVE IN YOU, EITHER. The Three: Hot *daaamnn* Mr Poopy Butthole- hot daaaaamn...! (yeah, there's cameos) CAST: Mr. Poopy Butthole?!?! Mr. Poopy Butthole: Uhhh—yeaaah, I just got here I uhhhh, I got big plans—big dreams, you know, I just—I'm gonna be a staaaar!! CAST: Laughs—the laughter trails off into different forms—awkward, daunting, sarcastic—then, only the spirits and LALA—suddenly, it is dark, and she is laughing all alone. Her laughter turns into a sorrowful pout, looking about quite lost. She shudders. Lala- Fuuuuuuuck. And I could get a place out in Hollywood land— But I'd rather be close to the surf and the sand— Cause that's how I planned it This is my planet (This is OUR planet) Oh yeah, my bad—this is weird, having f all of us here ‘You should put on your ears, dear' Hustle, hustle, hustle That's how you get muscle And it just is what it is Bitch you know this is a business And you know that's how you get this Make your check, earn respect build up your interest Bank? No thanks. Cause bro you know that shit stanks— You studied all your mistakes— Keep money, make money tell yourself thanks (Thanks) You'll probably thank your self later (Twice?) That's when you start making paper (Thanks) And yeah you know you got haters (Who?) Yeah bitch you know he's a hater— (Boo) Who? Yo bitch—I told you no crying!! (Woah) (They go in the round, the 3) “Yes, ohhh my GAD” ( But I'm not Spent my deposit on a house that's rotting—vultures spotting me— Ex husband haunting me PTSD. Take it with me everywhere I go, It follows me, Swallows me up like the coffee cup I left and needed this morning. Oh, Elohim. Lala Land: a musical revue m Escaping your past is not always easy—Master Your Magic. Featuring music by: Skrillex (Vs)

Why did you do this? I didn't do this! You did this! I didn't do this! Why would I do this? How could you! I didn't! What the fuck is HE doing here? What the fuck. You need to stop this. I can't stop. What did you DO. Exactly what I had to. Shasta! Who the fuck is that? That's that bitch. I told you it was Shasta. Who the fuck is Shasta. What show is this? Where is Skrillex? FUCK SKR— Wait, what show is this? INT. THE VOID. DAY & NIGHT. I remember the first time I ever realized, I could love anyone in the world, if they needed me to—or, if they just gave me the chance. Or if I got the chance. Or, if there was a chance. And, if there was a chance, and it was supposed to happen, it always would—especially if I wanted it— But definitely, if I needed it. But, what is is “if”? And, what is “supposed”? What is it to “want”? And what's a “need”? Now I know— or at least pretend to. Because, the more it is I think I know, the actual less I feel that I actually do; None the wiser, I am what I always was— And God is, as I am. INT. TURNER STREET—FAIRBANKS, ALASKA. DAY. Have you heard of Dillon Francis? I mean, I've heard of him… He's hilarious. I feel like me and him would get along. I doubt that. Look at this. No, thank you. Just watch it. Video: Need You, NGTMRE and Dillon Francis Dillon Francis: “so much trim , dude—shes overage, I think.” —You're probably right. Just watch it. Nah, I'm good. INT. GOOD CANNABIS—FAIRBANKS, ALASKA. DAY —- The DJ—slash—actor somehow became a muse for me after so tragically being entangled in a less-than-comfortable premonition turned fairytale fantasy via tragedy and trauma from the fallout of finding my formerly favorite founding father of modern dance music to have fallen from grace —Or into it— EXT. A DITCH SOMEWHERE. TWILIGHT A drunken DJ is discarded. —only to amazingly recoup and recover, seemingly like magic— Which by the way, is real. A comeback nobody saw coming— And still doesn't see, at least—as of yet. I remember the first time I levitated as an adult; two years later to that very day, I found myself uncontrollably laughing, to the opposite affect, so heavy I seemed almost to be bound to the floor; It was the only gift I received for my birthday that year, though albeit unintentionally given ROFLMAO. What in the fuck does that mean? Rolling on the floor, laughing my ass off. OH, THAT CHUCKLEFUCKER. I just laughed so hard, I came. I saw. Come here, kid. OW. Ohhhhhh, I see. what was THAT. Now, you listen, I am listening. No, you're laughing. That was more than a laugh… It was more than a look. DID YOU SEE THAT? WOW. That was orgasmic. Shishane!! I gotta go. Okay. But come here. (They kiss.) See you tomorrow. Yeah. Okay Hey, I'm home: SHASTA!!!!! Where WHERE YOU? I had work. Finally having caught up to SupaCree (in Skrillex's body), Sonny (as SupaCree) is flabbergasted at her actions. Dressed super flamboyantly and colorful, "Skrillex" looks ridiculous, touting a Jamba Juice and sipping erroneously SupaCree (S): what the fuck. Skrillex (SC): Yooooo. You're ugly. Mau5: you're one to talk. Skrillex: Psh I am sexy as fuck right now. Wow. SupaCree: Jamba Juice? I don't drink Jamba Juice. Skrillex: you do drink Jamba juice. I mean. I do. This was free. Actually, you know what, a lot of shit is free, when you're rich; it's fucked up. Right. Yeah. Doesn't make a lot of sense. ___________ (Earlier) A super hot fan girl walks up to "Skrillex" Hey stranger. Hey...wow. Yeah wow. This is kinda random, but would you want to… (whispers in ear) Woah. That is random. (Basic bitch giggle) haha yeah. You would do that? Yeah! Because...I'm... Skrillex..? Um, yeah, I guess… Huh. … Well...would you do that if I wasn't Skrillex? ..um...no??? Huh. ___________ (later) Skrillex (SC) Yo! Did you know that people will (whispers in ear) just because you're Skrillex. SupaCree (S): (bashfully) Well, yeah... Skrillex: YO! _______ Switching Back In an attempt to return to normal, Skrillex ends up back in his own body, but has left SupaCree and Dillon Francis now stranded in eachothers' bodies. Skrillex/Sonny: sigh of relief--rolls eyes at outfit, but otherwise satisfied, shrugging. SupaCree (DF) Woah I am...colors…! [Looks over self in awe] Dillon Francis (SC): Awh what, no way! Aaaaghhh! SupaCree (DF) [Looking down] ...these are tits. Dillon Francis (SC) : HEY! Don't touch my tits! [Looks in mirror] FUCK YEAH, I'M DILLON FRANCIS: Stuck in SuPaCree's body, Dillon Francis experiences full fledged synethesia heightened by the circumstances of the switch; an array of colors and vibrations fill the world; he stares, taken aback by Skrillex's "colors", which only he can see [but is clearly phonomenal.] SupaCree: Oh man, this is... [looks at Skrillex] Whuuuut. Skrillex: (creeped) What? SupaCree (DF) [steps away from him, wide eyed] ...this is a lot. Dillon Francis (SC) [checking himself out, approving] Dude I'm hungry. What do you eat? SupaCree: what the fuck do you eat? Sugar Cubes of acid? What the FUCK! Dillon francis: I try to stay away from processed sugar-- SupaCree: what the fuck is this shit? Calm Down, You're just ugly. Are you kidding me? !'m tripping dick right now. Dillon Francis: I'm tripping dick right now-- SupaCree: HEY. Dont touch my dick! No tits, no dick! Dillon Francis: first of all, I'm Dillon Francis, I can do whatever I want; secondly, nobody's touching your dick--ew--it's just attached to me. SupaCree: What is wrong with you?! Dillon Francis: nothing, im--i'm Dillon Francis. SupaCree: WHY is everything wavy--what are these colors? Dillon Francis: it's just---mild synesthesia-- SupaCree: "MILD" (to skrillex) Stay over there. SKrillex: K. Dillon Francis: It ramps up when I get excited. Or anxious. Or hungry. SupaCree: Make it stop. Dillon Francis: I can't. That's why I rave. SupaCree: AGH. Dillon Francis: Just don't get too close to Skrillex. Both: Why? Dillon Francis: I don't know, okay? Just...don't. And here, wear these [puts on sunglasses.] There. SupaCree: better...kind of. This is insane. Dillon Francis: just don't play his music… SupaCree: why, what does your music do? [Skrillex is silent. There is an obvious secret Dillon Francis sends a threatening glare towards him, and they nod in agreement not to elaborate] SupaCree: nevermind. Switch me back. Dillon Francis: no way! I'm an even whiter white guy now. I wanna go out! SupaCree: out where? Dillon Francis: I don't know. Somewhere really white. Like. Manhattan beach or--Beverly Center. SupaCree: I don't wanna go out like this! Dillon Francis: you're right, you look ridiculous. [She's still dressed in all black, signature skrillex] _____________ Skrillex, Dillon Francis and SupaCree end up as the finalists in the fight to the death J battle to become “God's” favorite DJ __________ Dillonception -Dillon Francis's Magical Universe immediately follows dillonception, where he uses his newly acquired = magic and works for a variety of characters to save the world, albeit from a DJless post apocalyptic wasteland. _______ Hot fan girl from before: you deleted that picture, right? (Later) Dillon Francis (as supa Cree) is wearing a shirt with a picture of the fangirl and skrillex [insert goofy picture here] a reference to Getter, though the act is innocent rather than sexual, as the prior scenes indicate. The Voices Parodyish Dilon is the only person who sees Gerald and his friends/ family as “just a pinata”, however, Gerald, appears as, in fact, a real person to everyone else, who believes Dillon to just be joking, or even ‘a real asshole' However, it is later revealed that as such, Dilon “suffers” from a condition similar to that which the main character of The Voices also struggle Dillon Francis is officially too hot for Supacree (Sunni Blu, alternately) as they are often booked to work together, Supacree becomes clumsily awry of Dillon Francis, hanzel, and RAF respectively. Don't do this. I'm about to. Just fucking stop! I won't stop. You're being ridiculous. Yes, I am. What—Dillon Francis?! What—Kayla Lauren—? It's a thing. It's a cult. Well, fuck this. I want it. So, get it. I got it. He played you. Okay, then— Listen to me—? I am listening… You are NOT— Let me guess— “NOT HIS TYPE” —yeah, I know. So, what's up! Well, he's hot— That's so gross— I'm an adult— He's a DJ— —a record producer— An Oscar nominated actor— What?! —and Grammy nominated. Wait, excuse me. Same year, too. Different project, though. How'd this happen? “This can't happen” Oh, my God! That never happened. What never happened? Okay. Exactly. What about So— WHO? Sorry. Right, exactly. Hey, how's Kayla? Who is “Kayla”? Well, this hurts. Just use it. He won't stay. Don't need it— —that's the way// I want it. So. Satan. ...hm? Can you handle this? This one's easy. He looks simple. But he's not. Dillon Francis is one of the most powerful Gods of creation in existence. What about Skrillex? There's no Skrillex. What about Sonny? S/He killed him. Oh. Who's this? This is Esmerelda. What's...she doing? Everything I won't. Woah. I'll be back. What is this? I remember this—he married her, and I suffered. Who, Kayla Lauren?! “She's so basic—“ So is Sonny. OoooOoooOooo000hhhh— —shots fired. “ The Simple Skrillex” That's this one. Fuck this nigga —fuck this nigga— And his posse. So, what's Dillon want? Nothing to do with me— Oh— Who are you? Who did you ask for? ...Jesus fucking Christ. What, Dillon Francis? ...are you busy? Jesus Christ and Dillon Francis finally have a face to face. “An Extended Vacation” Oh, my God. Don't say that. Fuck Dillon Francis. ...why does Dillon Francis have my dragon? Does she know I have her dragon WHY DOES DILLON FRANCIS— Is she mad? HABE MY DRAGON? Mm. Is she coming? You know what—?! — I should mention Wigga Skrillex, before I for get again Man, fuck SKRILLEC! Can't. He's “taken” Oh, is he? Plus, Dillon Francis has my—wait—. How did Dillon Francis get my dragon? Hoe did you get my dragon? You keep me jet Blue I can't forget you, But I can forgive you for getting me Used to this, Uselessness I'm just another useless piece of— Dillon Francis, send this shit to Skrillex, And just kill me— Or let's burn it, Just forget it; Didn't write it Need a girlfriend? That can never happen I don't want it, I just fantasized about it once, Or maybe twice I'm in my mind, I'll find you by the time I die, Right? Right? Dillon Francis's kick drum. In the reality where () becomes a college professor, she is interrupted by surprise and stunned, when Skrillex himself appears during a lecture deconstructing his music. After being banished into a reality where Dillon Francis is a level-one DJ in present times, he furiously attempts to escape through multiple failed attempts. He has also lost his ability and masterful magic of music, and experiences the struggle of obscurity and insignificance in the oversaturated and unfair present music scene. Just as he crosses paths with the alternate reality in which he has fallen into an eternity long Dark Void, which spirals towards Hell in a Terrifying Twilight-Zone like wormhole of sorts, where one's deepest transgressions, fears, and doubts are projected through infinite dimensions, often resulting in “The Illusion of Death”, or rather, depending on the construct of the respective reality, the “nearest-to-Death” experience you can possibly have. As the Dillon Francis in the Dark Void gets nearer to Hell, The Dillon Francis in “Dillon Francis Has No Fans Land” (located amongst the Universal Network of alternate parallels U has been been banishing ‘Hollywood People' into, scattering them into realities where they either haven't-yet or never-will make it to superstardom/celebrity status. *Note* This Universe has the highest concentration of SS as an actual person, as it is revealed to be hidden nestled and hidden in a deep subliminal realm of her own subconscious, which creates a protected vortex “off map”, a hidden Universe with its own complexities, Laws of Science, and Concept of Time; A Nearly Inescapable Consciously constructed set on its own independent, multidimensional grid--which only () herself can travel throughout. U kidnapping celebrities by Assassinating them through the “illusion of death” ( sometimes as the Colorful Crypt Keeper, depending on the reality) In our present reality (IRL) The Celebrities have either retired, disappeared into isolation “A Syd Barret”, or more dramatically, have actually died. Once removed from the current reality, the stars wake up in a new reality, where they are no longer wealthy, popular, famous or successful; While some entertainers happily (heaven) adjust to normalcy, finding happiness and bliss in simplicity, most are cascaded into an unraveling downward spiral, deteriorating their mental health as they experience life without privilege or status. “If Your Name Is________________, You're In My Movie” Once collected, they are then sent “One Deeper” into this skewed universe, again by Death, which happens in exact synchronicity of their first death, resetting time; they “What is this, Bad DJ Land?” “Yeah, I mean I call it, Dillon Francis Has No Fans Land, but. Yeah.” (mimicking her) “Yeah.” Venice Ventures (A Collection of Short FIlms, a Spinoff of the Scary Monsters Series, a Tie Into Secret Life of Sunni Blu/Much Ado About Sunni Blu, The Legend of SupaCree -Venice Ventures (Pilot/Venice Mini Burning Man) -Day Of The Dead -Who Killed Matt Maeson -Magic Is Real -Magic Israel -Magic Isn't Real -LSDream (Pt I.Vegas) -LSDream (Pt. II) -Brillz (Sammi The Bampheramph, circa 2013) -Au[DIO]tistic SupaCree meets two new “friends” at a small festival; However, she soon finds that she's on her own, after feeling “third wheeled” and deciding to roam closer to her home (front and center) on the dance floor. During a drop, she breaks into her signature improvisational “dance trance”, drawing a crowd of impressed and fascinated ravers, becoming quite instantly popular; It's almost, even, as if she has fans--as people excitedly ask to trade kandi and share dances. Then, as Getter begins his set--a circle of people have formed around her, groups of tribes, squads, and kandi kids, magnetically drawn to the The Vibe (I Am The Vibe) and spirit energy that the music awakens within her; The Spirits have called her home to journey into the spirit world, sending “Angels”, or “Light Spirits” tasked to assure that she completes this passage into the spirit world--aligning the present, with the future and past; Alternately, in the Dark Underworld, Demons, or “Dark Spirits/Lost Souls” to work against the light, as an effort to consume her, reawakening The Ego. The Ascended Masters, as an order to bestow Stories of Origin, ancient wisdom, and awaken the God Consciousness, allowing for ascension and Projection within the Interdimensions--must release the seal which holds the oldest known [or unknown soul], so that the “Light Magic” can be passed back to the living descendants of the ancestors amast to be Ascended Masters. To Blissfully yet truly unaware of her own light--either deeply within, or shining throughout, people dancing near her are givingly sharing “conscious gifts” forming a smoke circle within what seems to be an almost gravitational pull. She smokes cooly within the circle, enjoying the auras of those around her--who laugh, smile, dance, and greet her with friendly excitement; As she circle closes, she is handed a mysterious cartridge, filled with a liquid which she quickly examines in the dark and smoky crowd of dancers. ...This is weed? The girl neither shakes her head yes, or no--just gazing above the rims of her dark sunglasses. She takes three hits, and passes it back to the masked stranger, who disappears into the dancefloor. Thanks! (but she is already gone) The energy shifts around her, as her ravey extroversion quickly fades into an introverted and inward, calm and thoughtful state. She contently observes, as usual, checking back to see the the couple she came with, as they wave happily at her. She moves more closely to them, gesturing to meet her closer to the front of the dance floor. She looks up at the performance stage; the visuals, the lights, the many working parts of a high-production value theatrical production. The stage is set so that she has to look more upward at the DJ, who she stares at, drifting into what seems to be a daydream. Its time for Meditation. Meditate. Now? Ground Yourself. Are you serious? I just got here! Sit. As the bass drops, The world around her shifts, into a colorful array of light colliding with sound; Enter, World of Floor. (A flashback, to past raves) I always knew this world existed, but never had I imagined the things I hadn't seen, around and between all the things I had as I was flying overhead, passing by admiring all the life...and all the lights... (A montage of the World of Floor) (The Cosmic Owl's Flight) In a beautiful starlit meadow, on some distant parallel or humanoid existence, a group of boys are camping, being boys. One boy, a pale and slender boy with gentle eyes under pink-framed wide lens glasses, gazes up at the sparkling night sky toting his gun upwardly, looking through the scope. A bright shooting star appears, bedazzling him as he looks, rubbing his eye. What are you aiming at? It's darktime, I doubt you'll find anything to shoot. The boy shrugs, Suit yourself. The other boy heads back toward the fire, where at a distance one of the other boys asks “what is he doing?” I don't know, psh. Haha--maybe he's shooting stars. Shut up! They continue on. He scoffs and rolls his eyes, head pointed up as he watches the sky, inwardly wishing for another shooting star, then suddenly--a light, as something large and white flies over the campsite, leaving behind a gust of wind and sparkling light of stardust, dissipating as the boys all point their heads at the sky, wide eyed. WOAH! Did you see that? What do you mean did I see that? I'm sitting right by you! It went right over your head! Like, right by! They search the sky, as the stars seem to twinkle with a brighter blue-white light; The Giant White Owl once more flies by. What the-- Don't just stand there! What IS that thing? I don't know! Shoot it. The boy panics, aiming for the bird. He fires a shot, missing her, then another. Shoot it! From a birds eye view, the boys seem small in the vast meadow, nestled in a beautiful valley on a gigantic “alien” planet, with colorful auroras dancing in the atmosphere. The owl glows with the neon light, with giant wise eyes, whose light reflects the tale of all time. Hearing the two shots, but unfamiliar with the sound, she glides into a curve diving downward over the mountainside, towards the boy with the glasses, in her eye surrounded by an aura of golden light; she tilts her head as the shine in her giant eye sparkles with a loving light; As she admires the light, she cries as the sound of the gunfire aligns with a bullet, spinning her graceful flight into a flash of light, leaving behind a twisting trail of cosmic light and stardust. [*Director's Note:Though she appears only as a Giant White Owl (though with a glowing bright white light, only the boy in the glasses sees (with the naked eye) the neon spectrum of light emitted by The Cosmic Owl, eventually a full Prisim..] He jumps, as his eyes widen with shock and worry, in awe of the spiral of light and a shuttered surprise. You got it! Thank God, I would have called this whole thing off. What was that? At least he got it. Taking his gun off and dropping it, he walks still in awe towards the mountain, in an almost hynotized and quiet stride. ...Hey, where are you going? ...I'm gonna go find it. Go FIND IT? Why!? Just because it's not flying, doesn't mean it's not still alive! That thing was giant! Like three times your size! Ten Times! Unresponsive, and guided by the light, though fading, which has left a spiraled trail against the dark and starry sky. A giant moon rises over the mountain, as she runs into the forested hillside, ascending towards the spiraled light. Go after him. I'm not going after him. Someone go get him. YOU go get him. Pftt. Fuck that. They all stare blankly at eachother in an awkward silence. ...Mom's gonna kill us. -Countdown Shunned by h They know I am Good. Well. How? Who? They. Who this they? Anyone that matters. How--how? Insomniac. Right. EDC. right. The music. Well, it can't always end in martyrdom It always has Stay humble. All are one Whose world is this, anyway? Apparently, ours. Sonny's somewhere Sonny's always somewhere except, wherever I am. Not true. Oh, God. Hm…? What? I just want peace Want, or need? Need. Fair. I need PLUR Al of it? I'd gladly trade my life to rave again You were promised an eternal cebration in paradice Where's paradice Stay on the path San Diego would be on the path. It is. A town called paradice Oh, Tiesto. His wife is 23. Gross. Is it? Is it love? For now. Have faith. I am faith. Be kind. I am kindness. I said, stay humble. Kendrick. And? AND. The remix is always better. Only when it's. . I am Skrillex. As if. what is "if". Go make music. Music made me. I am music. I need tome. Who, what, and when, are driving in a car together… The coffee rub (run*) There's significance in that video there's significance in Dillon Francis Even Deadmau5? Who? On God. ...what? ...oh great, now I gotta figure out which biblical character represents Dillon Francis? It's not Jesus. We know Jesus. (Everyone knows Jesus) It is Jesus. Everything is everything. That's a step. No white saviors! ...go somewhere else. Be a color! … ___ There's a lady in my kitchen, cooking me breakfast. I cooked breakfast. ...is it...poisoned? No, it's breakfast. … … It is hot. Who are you? *censored vigorously* … Apparently, I'm Skrillex. What the fuck. What the fuck. I gotta go. through the other end of the telephone, a DJ, having overheard the conversation pipes in loudly, with peeping curiosity. Is that Skrillex? Call you back. Supacree continues cooking comfortably. Is he there? Another DJ runs towards the phone, having overheard—in the background, we see a news program playing, the headline reads WHERE IS SKRILLEX, the latter obscured. Is he there?! Sounds like him. Yo! It does! Where is Skrillex!? I gotta go. He hangs up the phone. … Dillon suspiciously pushes back his plate. SUPACREE Let me guess. DILLON FRANCIS HEY GOOGLE, call SUPACREE I am Google. DILLON FRANCIS Apparently, You're Skrillex. SUPACREE Apparently, I am. (I AM.) What was that? ...what was that? SUPACREE That was Ï. [beat.] [Very awkward silence] ...I need a… Eat your breakfast. Who are you? Listen, Dillon Francis. Who is that? That's—your name. No, I'm not… … …who are you? Alright, just— look. “NOT DILLON FRANCIS” She forfeits. She forfeits? This tournament is intense. How do you even remember this story? I just remember it...it sticks. ASCENSION. Who wrote this? Who, indeed. Explain that. I can't explain that. You made it, you have to explain it. I didn't make it. Yes, you did. I didn't make this. I will bring her here. How? Jeff: Don't ask me “how”, just watch. (Jeff?) What? I don't know how to spell “Excision” ((But I do.)) That's not a fucking FLEX, it's a SKRILLEX. It is what it is! IT IS WHAT IT IS AND I KNOW A SKRILLEX WHEN I SEE A SKRILLEX ITS A SKRILLEX. *GASP* THE HEX. (Oh shit, what Hex) ((The SKRILL-HEX)) (((AHA.)) Apparently. Watch this. [Ext. Basspod (Underground)] Wait, she's leaving. Where is she going? I don't know. Just-- I can't keep track! She was just-- --RIGHT THERE-- Wait, what was that? What was that? Over there? Over...where? It's….it's that way. That way what? Lets go. GETTER doesn't know what he did. JEFF knows exactly what he did and isn't saying shit. EXCISION knows where you can get it, but not unless you pay. SKRILLEXCISION is the world's hottest super-duo, (who is in reality, just one person.) ((and doesn't exist)) (((at least, in this dimension.))) SUPACREE, is probably -she dead -she's an alien -she has superpowers That's just a Skrillex. I don't think its-- Just leave it. IT'S A BIRD. IT”S A PLANE. IT”S SUPACREE SUPACREE, WHO THE FUCK IS “SUPACREE”? SUPACREE is a SUPERSTAR DJ. (who is actually several different people) ((who are actually just one being)) (((infinite)) SKRILLEX is … … …. … Explain that. I can't explain that, I didn't make that. Oh, you made it. I--okay, wait--no. I am NOT taking responsibility for this-- (She is responsible for this) ((and infinite other things)) (((everything, actyally.))) No, I mean, she's actually everything. “Everything” She doesn't know she's in control of it. Wait, I can control it? Watch. Don't watch. Just listen. It's not how i hear it, it's how I feel it. Did you run? NIGGA, I DID NOT RUN; I RAN. Oh shit, now she knows she's in control of it. Sick. Yess--but she doesn't believe it, so it's fucking with existence. Shit. This existence? Every existence. How can you tell? I don't even know what I'm about to say before I say it, I think she's writing this... Wait, do you usually know what you're going to say before you're gonna say it--? I don't know, I can't remember anything before this happened--I'm not even sure if we existed, I think we might be in this shit. Wait, like in this--like, we're not even… ...then it just ends, dude. IT JUST ENDED? But it wasn't just purple rain, It was rainbows and--wait So she.. Wait. Two planets passing so closely, the two worlds are forever changed. Well. Now that we know this is possible. Oh shit, that 12th PLanet. He's black? I-- Huh. Wait. Wait. Can I...Remix this…? What the fuck is a “Remix”? The Remixes. AH, FUCK THIS. Wait, did it-- It did, it dropped. He dropped it. FUCK THIS DUDE. OH, FUCK THIS MOTHERFUCKER. THIS MOTHERFUCKER. --BASS BITCH, MOTHERFUCKER!! Is that the lyrics? I don't know, that's just how it goes! ___ How do you know him…? We are...friends. BITCH, I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND-- DAMN! --I AM YOUR SAVIOR, YOU SHOULD BE WORSHIPPING ME-- Oh, shit. That took a turn. -- I do worship you. OH SHIT. THAT TOOK ANOTHER TURN. Are you sure it was CTHULU? (Nods.) Okay then, lets get this bitch. __ Skrillex and Dillon Francis make a Deal with The Ex. OH SHIT-- IS THAT WHY SHE-- YAH. UNH. YAS. So these planets pass so closely, that their atmosphere's collide, and--not only do they-- --THE PLANETS-- --actually manage to acknowledge eachother as it's happening, it actually alters their axis-- --yeah-- --and changes their orbital paths... Yes. WHAT? Okay. So. Look. There's two planets. Two planets, yeah. Different Galaxies. Well yeah, that--that would depend, wouldn't it. Dependent by which...definition... ? I mean; what is even a Galaxy-- I mean, scientifically? No, infinitely? Excuse me? I mean--what is a “galaxy” if existence is infinite. It's--what? If Everything is Everything; then whatever a galaxy is, by definition--what our actual perception of this reality is exactly just that Whatever I was about to type was definitely better sou The Legend of SupaCree follows an involuntary “hero” on her adventures, after her powers become unlocked; Now, she must join forces with the other DJ's to Save The Rave. _____ SupaCree refuses to tell anybody anything. (After Pre-edc scene) oh dude, that's a lot. It is a lot. She still hasn't told her mom you're “Skrillex” Ugh, no. And she makes me shop at K-Mart every time we go over there. You got that at K-Mart? It's nice. Yeah. Where did you find a K-Mart? ______ Where is “Earff”? _____ Bampheramph training is considered complete once the trainee “stops crying”, thus begins the official recruitment process, which includes but is not limited to reaching various ‘extremes', which differ by context. ____ Every red cup is just Another broken heart, Another broken dream, Another broken record, Playing on repeat … … … Wheres my Skrillex? Which-- So, Skrillex… You can call me Sonny. ...Skrillex... O...kay… [She squints suspiciously at him and jots something down in her notebook.] ____ So, do you use Serato, or Rekordbox? Neither I just [Demonstrates] What the fuck does that even mean. It means you can [Demonstrates] ____1 How is he doing this? Magic. I'm not going to fight for him. Do you honestly think this is happening to anybody else? Maybe. Honestly? Infinite. Infinite Skrill-- Infinite fucking everything. I'm not about to try to explain it. So what are you going to do? I don't know. The worlds gone mad she is, but she's not a man. She's trapped in a casket Can't listen to the map And can't imagine he'll ever come back Jag parked, smogs bad and she has a plan But can't get past the magnet Magic has its way of making things go crazy Why don't you just--& Oh what? Have my people call his people? Something like that His peopl I had a dream About a tent About a temporary tenant This christmas, its Resentment, Tension And whatever this is… Oh yes, "This is Skrillex…" wayward Hey. Hey. So, uh. So. What's wrong with you? ....what? What's wrong. Whats...wrong? --With you. SupaCree summons Skrillex. Skrillex. Stop it. Fuck you. Skrillex. Seriously, stop You stop. Skrillex-Skrillex-Skriooex o Oh no Just stop. In the parallel where… SŪpAcree has become a disasterously egotistic and diva-like superstar, we see she is in this world, outwardly bitter, rather angry and dispondant, having learned to capitalize best not being herself. A young intern helps to prepare an event; His trainer, an astute and rigid stage manager, after finishing a series of detailed questions about the theatrical performance and it's various attendees-+ leaves the intern alone for "just a minute" handing them her clipboard as she hurriedly rushes elsewhere. The intern scans the clipboard, flipping the front page over to reveal a hidden note. Taking the initiative (trying to be assertive in the newly appointed position), asks nervously... ...And what about Skrillex? Who? Skrillex. Who the fuck is that? Its...Skrillex. Tell me who that is. Uh… Go ahead. The intern stands, frightened at her anger. The stage manager returns. _______________ I hate this shit, it isn't fair. It isnt Wheres my phone? __ Woah. You did all this for Skrillex. Pretty much. Yeah. I guess. Yep. Wow. Okay. You would. (I did) Burn it. What? Fuck that! Ughhhhh. No. Sonny/fictional skrillex: Do you know why ai put you in this fucked up dimension? Me: WHAT? YOU DID THIS? NO--WHY--?? Sonny: So you could get your shit together. Me: well, that's fucked up. S/FS: I DID NOT think it would take this long Me: well, how long is it supposed to take? S/FS: I don't know… Me: ...well, how long does it usually take? S/FS: So wait; You guys from the future-- Fathomable future. Uh-huh Have seen the show? Yes. My show. Mm-hmm. / Well then, how does it start? ----------------------------- I already told you, no. Yes. I'm not going to Skrillex. You have to go. No. What the fuck is NO. I'm not going. WHAT? What. You have to go. Who says? We do. Okay. Okay. [beat] Who the fuck are you? OOH, ARE WE STILL BLEEPING OUT THE SKRILLEX? Yes. Sonny Sonny Sonny Sonny Sonny Sonny Sonny You so Funny Funny Funny Funny Funny Funny Funny Do you Love me Love me Love me Love me Love me Love me Love me I'm so Ugly Ugly Ugly Ugly Ugly Ugly Ugly And I'm nothing Without you Was this a song? Probably. Looks like a song. Seems like a song to me. Nobody should ever hear this. Define…”nobody” The Song has become a number 1 hit radio sensation. What the fuck is my life. What the fuck is your life. I don't know what the fuck. What the fuck. What the fuuuuuuck . Speak of the devil— (Terrified) what? Dillon Francis is here? What? No—it's just Skrillex, he's just...here to collect. What?! What, dude—Skrillex is your plug? Uhhh. For what? Where else am I gonna get premium space bass? Aaahh Gasp I knew it! I knew something about you was really Skrilly. Hella Skrilly. *doorbell rings* Ok, no Skrilly in front of the— He is magically just, suddenly inside. In front of the what? The two stand starry eyed in amazement. ...hey… X2: hey… Should we step outside? Oh, come in— —I did. I see that. (Lol )Right in He did that. He always does. This...transaction is private. It's fine. You guys are alright—maybe—breathe a little— —large gasp, has not been breathing since Skrillex...what did he even do. He like, apparated No—apps—no. There's no fire. He didnt apostate. Alright then, teleport. That silently? Yeah, I mean teleportals also are like: —actual teleportal, which is a huge, very not quiet, black hole like vacuum with lots of colors, lots of light— Oh. Well, how did he get in, then? He shifted. “What the fuck is Shiffted!?” The SupaCree and The Skrillex share these commonalities: *S13 (13th power ) —- Dude! I got the key! You got the key, yeah, it's one of these. A bunch of keys in a wheelbarrow. Dude. What. The fuck. I don't know! I just know, she told me the key was on the key ring WHAT keyring dyde?! This is just a wheelbarrow full of KE*T! (He produces a heavy chain which appears to (not really) link the kets together We...keychain. —Meanwhile, God deletes all the Florida Keys—except for one— I will not “go” to the “Skrillex Reddit” Go to that place. No way. We are going to the internet for ONE thing—and one thing only. We are gonna skate to one song, and one song only. BALL SO HARD MOTHERFUCKERS WANNA— No. One thing. Yes, I thought it was Skrillex. We never go online for Skrillex. Okay. Not even shopping. Alright, let's go. You don't even know what we're going for I hope he hears this She says I hope he makes it And by she, I mean me And I've been peayint for a way to try to say this stuff Spit it out Turn it up— Woah...okay! Okay what? What are you gonna do with all this Skrillex? Uh… …? …Just throw it out. Throw it out!? Yep. Why would you do that? *Shrugs* Don't need it. Don't need it!? Yeah, I just said that. Are you serious? Yes. Throw it out. No way. If you're gonna do that…I'll take it! You want it? W--Fuck yeah! For what? I don't know. I'll think of something. Okay. Yeah? Yeah...whatever. Yes! ...okay….Just--come help me lift this. “The Great Big Book of Skrillex” This...is just an Encyclopedia. ...you bought encyclopedias? I needed them for my library. ...you have a library? It isn't finished yet. It isn't...finished…? Not yet. They're installing the elevator. There's an elevator? Of course there's an elevator; it just doesn't get to the library. I meant— Come on. What did you do to my house ? Well, after I put the fire out— What fire? The main one. —there were, of course, several smaller fires— What The Hell? And now there's just that one. A fireplace? When did I get a fireplace? Well, I needed an easier way to get in and out. —where does it go? Out the chimney. —wait, did you just say “in and out”? That sounds good. I wish they had a vegetarian menu. French Fries? Uh huh. Is that it? I think so. GIVE ME ALL OF YOUR SAUCE. Ohhh, get ketchup. Sorry, we're out of ketchup. Out of ketchup? Yes. Okay, can I just have special sauce then? We are out of sauce. What. Every sauce? All The Sauce. GODDAMMIT DILLON FRANCIS. I hope this isn't like the Skrillex thing. We're still under the limit. Kick it. —-ugggghh, there are homelesses here!! —homelesseses are not always bad people Homeless—AGHHHBLLAAARRRGHHH— —-...okay, so they're not all sane, either but, neither am I. Homeless—RAAAAAAHHHH LALA—Aaahhhh NANA—*supa drunk* BLEEAAAHHHHHH DADA- Shhhhh—DADADADA - (Each character and each ensemble joins until all together they are are a crazy chorus in the ensemble in madness together) 1. Turn off the lights 17 minute dance number 2. Magic is real 20 minute dance number 3. LALa Land -La-Bay-Bay -Hollywoodland -HIII by the beach -Tent City Madness (homelessess) -The Bus Song -¡Panic @ The Disco! (Robbed) -Traiiin -ShutTheFuckUp -It's you! (Bless you.) -LALA Land (tune it out) 33 minutes ACT I— a young entrepreneur loses herself in the world of the bustling entertainment industry through entering the worlds within, and navigating the outterworld, while battling the worldly demons of darkness, as she fights for her life to break a curse set upon her by a devil with whom she will not name, but will haunt her—she must manage and master her inner magic to break this curse—and it is only when she learns that the curse may only be broken, if unspoken words are made spoken I just ate my skateboard That's okay I ain't bored— That's ok I ain't organized I came supplied: Some dude replied “I have the answer—come to me, you tiny dancer.” ‘Yessir' I replied with laughter Smile bright cause I'm an actor “Faster-faster-faster-faster!! I ” Shhhhhhhhhhh—SHADDUP. LALA- oh, hey you—! DADA- I thought we were suppressing her LUST-*sluttily* GAD- *quite so*>> We *are* LALA- *guiltily* —it's just... DADA- NO. No ‘it's just'— NANA- *drunkenly* yeahhh, keep it together, kassandra LALA & DADA- Shut the fuck up, hoe! [NANA shrugs and nothings away] LALA & DADA make a face at each other— - God, What the fuck is wrong with her, anyway? NANA coughs loudly, backstage. GAD- It's a curse. DOC- we don't believe in Magic. LALA- I don't believe in you, bitch! HOLLYWOOD (ensemble)- BITCH—WE DONT BELIEVE IN YOU, EITHER. The Three: Hot *daaamnn* Mr Poopy Butthole- hot daaaaamn...! (yeah, there's cameos) CAST: Mr. Poopy Butthole?!?! Mr. Poopy Butthole: Uhhh—yeaaah, I just got here I uhhhh, I got big plans—big dreams, you know, I just—I'm gonna be a staaaar!! CAST: Laughs—the laughter trails off into different forms—awkward, daunting, sarcastic—then, only the spirits and LALA—suddenly, it is dark, and she is laughing all alone. Her laughter turns into a sorrowful pout, looking about quite lost. She shudders. Lala- Fuuuuuuuck. And I could get a place out in Hollywood land— But I'd rather be close to the surf and the sand— Cause that's how I planned it This is my planet (This is OUR planet) Oh yeah, my bad—this is weird, having f all of us here ‘You should put on your ears, dear' Hustle, hustle, hustle That's how you get muscle And it just is what it is Bitch you know this is a business And you know that's how you get this Make your check, earn respect build up your interest Bank? No thanks. Cause bro you know that shit stanks— You studied all your mistakes— Keep money, make money tell yourself thanks (Thanks) You'll probably thank your self later (Twice?) That's when you start making paper (Thanks) And yeah you know you got haters (Who?) Yeah bitch you know he's a hater— (Boo) Who? Yo bitch—I told you no crying!! (Woah) (They go in the round, the 3) “Yes, ohhh my GAD” ( But I'm not Spent my deposit on a house that's rotting—vultures spotting me— Ex husband haunting me PTSD. Take it with me everywhere I go, It follows me, Swallows me up like the coffee cup I left and needed this morning. Oh, Elohim. Lala Land: a musical revue m Escaping your past is not always easy—Master Your Magic. Featuring music by: Skrillex (Vs)

"Another Brick In The Wall, é o muro que derrubou muros!"Estamos iniciando a temporada das continuações com uma das maiores bandas do Rock Progressivo de todos os tempos e o hino de protesto que marcou várias gerações. É claro que estamos falando do "Pink Floyd" e a icônica "Another Brick In The Wall".Se você gostou do Clube da Música Autoral, seja um sócio. Acesse: https://clubedamusicaautoral.com.br/assine e confira as vantagens que você recebe em troca do seu apoio.Se você quiser, também pode nos ajudar fazendo um PIX. Utilize nosso email como chave:clubedamusicaautoral@gmail.comQualquer valor é bem-vindo.

A TЯATЯA vos proposam un recorregut musical a partir d’una selecció eclèctica d’artistes avançats que, des de la música han tendit ponts i passarel·les a d’altres manifestacions artístiques generant el seu propi llenguatge estètic i sonor: Laurie Anderson, David Byrne, Bjork, Sufjan Stevens, Syd Barret, David Bowie.

Agradece a este podcast tantas horas de entretenimiento y disfruta de episodios exclusivos como éste. ¡Apóyale en iVoox! Acceso anticipado para Fans - Hoy en La Gran Travesía os dejamos un programa con Syd Barret, Pink Floyd, Arctic Monkeys, Tori Amos, Carly Simon, The Stooges, Goodbye June... Y recordad que si os gusta el programa podéis apoyarnos y colaborar con nosotros por el precio de una cerveza al mes, y así podréis acceder además a todo el contenido extra con más de 500 programas en exclusiva!! Muchas gracias a todos los colaboradores. Lourdes Pilar, José Diego, Dora, Raf, Suibne, Dani, Miguel Ángel Torres, Santi Oliva, familia Pignatelli, Jesús Miguel, Leticia, Sementalex, Azimut, Zimmy, Enrique FG, Sergio Castillo, Elliot SF, Miguel Ángel Tomás, Aida, Mati, Redneckman, Guillermo Gutiérrez, Daniel A, Raúl Andrés, Luis Miguel Crespo, Gonzalo Fernández, Tole, Álvaro Oliva, Vlado 74, Toni Sureda, Luis Benedicto, Luis Palo, Álvaro Pérez, Karlos Martínez, Vicente DC, Marcos París, Ángel Hernández, Quijovi, Milo Stone y a los colaboradores anónimos. Muchas gracias a todos!! Escucha este episodio completo y accede a todo el contenido exclusivo de La Gran Travesía. Descubre antes que nadie los nuevos episodios, y participa en la comunidad exclusiva de oyentes en https://go.ivoox.com/sq/489260

Forma parte de la nueva ola de músicos mexicanos que tienen el futuro de la música en buenas manos, Daniel Quién nos habla de sus influencias, pérdidas y aficiones; la inspiración que encontró en Syd Barret, Spinetta o Cuauhtémoc Blanco y de todo lo que ha pasado desde ese momento mágico con su primera guitarra que emanaba aroma a nostalgia.

Syd Barrett fue el fundador de la banda Pink Floyd, un genio que sucumbió por las drogas y enfermedades mentales que lo llevaron finalmente a la tumba. Pero detrás de sus amistades y su formación universitaria existen personajes ligados al proyecto MK ULTRA de control mental.

True Crime Personality and Psychology True Crime Psychology and Personality with Dr. Todd Grande is a podcast that profiles criminal personalities, discusses personality disorders and examines real life events from a scientifically informed perspective   Links for Dr. Grande YouTube channel   Want more mental health content? You might also be interested in these other Ars Longa Podcasts: Mental Health // Demystified with Dr. Tracey Marks  Healthy // Toxic   Ars Longa Media To learn more about us and this podcast, visit arslonga.media. You can leave feedback or suggestions at arslonga.media/contact. Produced by: Christopher Breitigan. Executive Producer: Patrick C. Beeman, MD The information presented in this podcast is intended for educational purposes only and should not be construed as mental health advice. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Syd Barret, líder de Pink Floyd durante los primeros años de la banda, quedó apartado cuando se hizo imposible su participación en el grupo debido a sus problemas mentales acrecentados por el excesivo y demoledor consumo de LSD. Una visita inesperada mientras la banda británica grababa “Shine On You Crazy Diamond” para el disco que sería un tributo a su excompañero y amigo, sirve como punto de partida para este pequeño relato que habla de la influencia musical y personal que supuso Syd Barret durante toda la carrera de una de las más grandes bandas de la historia del rock.

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This week, This Mortal Coil! A musical collaboration of 4AD founder Ivo Watts Russel and John Fryer along with contributions by many of the labels artists like, The Cocteau Twins, Dead Can Dance, Modern English, Clan of Xymox, The Pixes, and Throwing Muses. Doing cover versions of such greats as Genne Clark, The Apartments, Big Star, Colorbox, Syd Barret, The Talking Heads and many many more. Sound confusing? It kind of is, but it is also really very great music! Be sure to listen to the mix to get a good sampling and then go out an buy some records! This Mortal Coil Mixes - YouTube Music / Spotify This Mortal Coil Website For a good laugh, David Wain's "What if They Sucked" 

Come with me as I explore the origins of this iconic band and its original madcap singer. Please Rate and Review the podcast To contact me: Email: distortedhistorypod@gmail.com Twitter @DistortedHistor https://twitter.com/DistortedHistor If you would like to support the podcast: https://www.patreon.com/distortedhistory

Un músico incomprendido que reinventó un género, uno que sin estudiar música desafió lo convencional y otro que tras consumir grandes cantidades de alucinógenos no volvió a ser el mismo, hablamos de Astor Piazzolla, Steven Wilson y Syd Barret, tres grandes músicos que abrieron nuevos caminos en la música demostrando la infinita curiosidad y creatividad humanas. #WcPodcast Síguenos en: https://www.facebook.com/wecreemepodcast y https://www.instagram.com/wecreemepodcast wecreemepodcast@gmail.com --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/we-creeme/message

Hoy recordaremos parte del sexto álbum de Pink Floyd, titulado "Meddle", publicado en 1971. Habiendo "abandonado la etapa psicodélica" inicial de Syd Barret, y mejorando el experimento anterior de "Atom Heart Mother" se meten de lleno dentro del espectro del rock progresivo, incluyó temas como "One of These days", "Fearless" o los 23 minutos de la pieza "Echoes"...y como siempre, crearemos una historia paralela traduciendo parte de las letras originales, para entre varias canciones, que cada oyente pueda imaginar, a su vez una historia distinta. No están todas las que son, pero son todas las que están. Podeis también seguirnos en https://www.facebook/radioinsomnianight https://www.instagram.com/radio_insomniac Muchas gracias por escuchar y apoyar Radio Insomnia.

El año que The Beatles se separaron. Obsérvese el listado de artistas. Los nombres son leyenda de la Historia de la Música. Popular. Los protagonistas de esta serie (50 Años Ha) crearon escuela y tendencias más allá de la cultura rock. Sus nombres se manifiestan por sí mismos: The Beatles, Jimi Hendrix, Aretha Franklin, Stevie Wonder, King Crimson, Carole King, David Bowie, The Kinks, Led Zeppelin, Joni Mitchell, Cat Stevens, Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young, Randy Newman, Dusty Springfield, Pink Floyd, Jethro Tull, Genesis, Traffic, John Mayall, Bob Marley, Elton John, Rod Stewart, Supertramp. Aquí va el capítulo primero de mi selección de artistas británicos. ¿Y dónde estaban las mujeres? Lesley Duncan. El año 70 culminó con Claptonb y amigos regalando al mundo… “Layla”. DISCO 1 DEREK & THE DOMINOS Layla (13) Layla & Other Assorted Love Songs DISCO 2 DAVE MASON Only You Know And I Know (1) Alone Together DISCO 3 THE WHO I Can’t Explain (Cd1 - 2) Live At Leeds DISCO 4 SYD BARRET Octopus (HARVEST Cd 1 - 5) The Madcap Laughs DISCO 5 ROY HARPER East Of The Sun (Cd 1 - 8) Flat Baroque and Bersek DISCO 6 YES Time and a Word (Cara 1 Corte 3) Time & A Word DISCO 7 KING CRIMSON & Ion Anderson Lizard (Cara 2 - Corte 1) hasta minuto 4’10 DISCO 8 BARCLAY JAMES HARVEST Mother Dear (HARVEST CD 1 - 10) Barclay James Harvest DISCO 9 JETHRO TULL Teacher (1) Benefit DISCO 10 ROD STEWART Gasoline Alley (1) Gasoline Alley DISCO 11 ELTON JOHN Burn Down The Mission (10) DISCO 12 LESLEY DUNCAN Love Song ( ) DISCO 13 JOHN MAYALL My Pretty Girl (9) USA Union DISCO 11 SUPERTRAMP Surely (Cara 2 corte último) Supertramp DISCO 12 THE WAILERS BOB MARLEY  Sun Is Shining (CD 1 - 20) All Things Must Pass DISCO 13 DEEP PURPLE Speed King (HARVEST Cd 2 - 1) Deep Purple In Rock Escuchar audio

Following on from our conversation about Bowie’s final album, this episode of albumtoalbum whizzes us back 53 years to his first, the eponymous debut, released in Britain on June 1 1967. Of course, any other artist in the world might be nervous about releasing an album - a debut album! - on the same day as The Beatles dropped their long-awaited follow up to Revolver, but that's showbusiness baby. Still, one can only imagine the sense of panic felt in the Decca boardrooms, when puce-faced executives heard just exactly what their newest star would be releasing in competition with the Beatles' masterpiece. And history proves that for record buyers hotfooting it to their local disc emporioum, pounds shillings and pence burning a hole in their kaftans, Sgt Pepper beat Uncle Arthur and company hands down, in face of stiff competition from other new releases, which included The Parable of Arable Land by the Red Krayola, the debut album by The Bee Gees and Mr Spock’s Music from Outer Space. Hardly surprising, but still disappointing, when the album barely grazed the charts, reaching 125 in the UK and something even less impressive in the US.  ’Aarrghh, that Anthony Newley stuff, how cringey,' recalled a Tin Machine era Bowie in 1990. 'No, I haven’t much to say about that in its favour. Lyrically I guess it was striving to be something, the short story teller. Musically it’s quite bizarre. I don’t know where I was at. It seemed to have its roots all over the place, in rock and vaudeville and music hall and I don’t know what. I didn’t know if I was Max Miller or Elvis Presley’ Max Miller and or Elvis Presley don’t really come to mind when listening to it now. Instead he was consciously creating songs that would span his palette of interests at the time, solid songs that turned out to stand him in good stead for the next year or so as his interests veered towards theatre, mime, Buddhism and the emerging singer-songwriter genre.  Here, he flits magpie-like, alighting on this style or that, immersing himself in the art of crafting songs. He’s moved away from the rough RnB of his first few years and is experimenting with characters and scenarios that owe something to the general mood of acid-tinged weirdness of the times. But as we can see, these mini capsules of narratives and characters were like Bowie opening up his playbox for the first time, and donning the first of many many costumes to come. From the slightly Syd Barret esque Uncle Arthur to the chilling spoken word murder ballad of Please Mr Gravedigger, these songs aspire to pretty broad palette, veering between enchanting, entertaining, unsettling and ephemeral.  This album is 60s London at its height, Britpsych and sci fi pop jostling with folky sensibilities, Anthony Newley-infused story songs with a Weimar-era Berlin side eye.  So in order to look at it further, I’m glad to welcome on board the man behind the best Bowie blog ever, Chris O Leary, whose essays on each song and album in his blog Pushing Ahead Of The Dame have become to Bowie what Ian McDonald’s Revolution In The Head was to the Beatles - intelligent, enjoyably opinonated, well researched beautiful slices of prose that manage to conjure fresh perspectives and insights into Bowie’s work. Chris’s blog has been revised and edited into two brilliant volums, Rebel Rebel and Ashes to Ashes and if you haven’t yet read them or the blog, I strongly recommend you do either immediately after listening to this podcast.  As ever, please do share and recommend this podcast where you can and follow the lovely O'Leary on Twitter if you don't already at @bowiesongs 

Mr. Pitsch nos conecta con 3 canciones del Surf Rock a la Psicodelia, un data-list con: Dicke Dale, Duane Eddy, el Pink Floyd de Syd Barret, Los Brujos y MGMT

L'uomo che più che nella sua presenza è vissuto attraverso la sua mancanza.

durée : 01:46:12 - Le Grand Atelier - Sa musique est nourrie de ce qu’il vit, de ce qu’il lit, depuis son enfance à Oran et son adolescence à Rennes. Il lit Genet, Burroughs ou William Blake, il se nourrit des toiles de Francis Bacon et n’oublie rien de ses premières amours, le Velvet Underground, Syd Barret, ou Françoise Hardy…

Það er enginn gestur í kvöld en við fáum lag frá vini þáttarins kl. 19.45, óskalagasíminn opnar kl. 20.00 og plata þáttarins sem við heyrum amk. þrjú lög af er plata Pink Floyd - Dark Side of the Moon sem kom út 1973, er áttunda hljóðversplata sögunnar og ein mest selda plata sögunnar. Platan kom út 1. Mars ?73 en þennan dag það ár hafði hún selst í gull í Ameríku. Sveitin var búin að spila lög plötunnar talsvert til á tónleikum áður en upptökur hófust, en platan var svo tekin upp í tveimur lotum í stúdíó 3 í Abbey Road í London. Dark Side of the Moon var rökrétt framhald þess sem sveitin hafði verið að gera árin á undan. Þetta er „konsept“ plata þar sem umfjölunarefnin eru átök, grægði, tíminn, dauðinn og geðveiki, en gamli félagi þeirra Floyd pilta - Syd Barret sem yfirgaf sveitina 1968 var þeim innblástur. Dark side of the Moon er tímamótaplata og þar voru notaðar allskyns græjur og tól til að ná fram hljóðum sem lítið höfðu heyrst á plötum til þessa tíma - teip-lúppur, analóg syntheseiserar ofl. Sveitin naut aðstoðar upptökumannsins Alan Parson við gerð plötunnar og hann reyndist betri en enginn. Umslagið sem er eitt þekkasta plötuumslag sögunnar gerði Storm Thorgersson eftir hugmyndum frá hljómsveitinni, en þeir báðu um að umslagið væri einfalt en djarft! Platan fékk frábæra dóma þegar hún kom út og er talin ein af vörðum rokksögunnar. Hún náði toppsæti bandaríska vinsældalistans þegar hún kom út og hékk þar inni í 900 vikur samtals og hefur í dag selst í meira en 45 milljónum eintaka sem gerir hana að einni mest seldu plötu sögunnar. Með Dark side of the Moon varð Pink Floyd að einni vinsælustu hljómsveit heims og þeirri stöðu hefur sveitin eiginlega haldið allar götur síðan. Pink Floyd er ein af lykilsveitum rokksögunnar og viðmið. Þeyr - Rúdolf Dropkick Murphys - Mick Jones nicked my pudding Jimi Hendrix - Freedom Cornershop - St. Marie under canon The Hotrats - Queen bitch Pink Floyd - Speak to me (plata þáttarins) Pink Floyd - Breathe (in the air) (plata þáttarins) Pink Floyd - On the run (plata þáttarins) VINUR ÞÁTTARINS Bob Seger - Night moves SÍMATÍMI The Pretenders - The buzz Rookie - Hold on tight ZZ Top - Gimme all your lovin (óskalag) Syd Barrett - Baby Lemonade (óskalag) Beach Boys - 409 (óskalag) Johny Depp & Jeff Beck - Isolation Vonbrigði - Fótspor í köldu herbergi (óskalag) Rammstein - America Yes - America (óskalag) Lamb of God - Momento Mori (óskalag) Týr - Ormurinn langi (óskalag) U2 - Helter Skelter (live) (óskalag) Oasis - I am the Walrus (live) (óskalag) Pat Travers - Boom boom (Out go

Það er enginn gestur í kvöld en við fáum lag frá vini þáttarins kl. 19.45, óskalagasíminn opnar kl. 20.00 og plata þáttarins sem við heyrum amk. þrjú lög af er plata Pink Floyd - Dark Side of the Moon sem kom út 1973, er áttunda hljóðversplata sögunnar og ein mest selda plata sögunnar. Platan kom út 1. Mars ?73 en þennan dag það ár hafði hún selst í gull í Ameríku. Sveitin var búin að spila lög plötunnar talsvert til á tónleikum áður en upptökur hófust, en platan var svo tekin upp í tveimur lotum í stúdíó 3 í Abbey Road í London. Dark Side of the Moon var rökrétt framhald þess sem sveitin hafði verið að gera árin á undan. Þetta er „konsept“ plata þar sem umfjölunarefnin eru átök, grægði, tíminn, dauðinn og geðveiki, en gamli félagi þeirra Floyd pilta - Syd Barret sem yfirgaf sveitina 1968 var þeim innblástur. Dark side of the Moon er tímamótaplata og þar voru notaðar allskyns græjur og tól til að ná fram hljóðum sem lítið höfðu heyrst á plötum til þessa tíma - teip-lúppur, analóg syntheseiserar ofl. Sveitin naut aðstoðar upptökumannsins Alan Parson við gerð plötunnar og hann reyndist betri en enginn. Umslagið sem er eitt þekkasta plötuumslag sögunnar gerði Storm Thorgersson eftir hugmyndum frá hljómsveitinni, en þeir báðu um að umslagið væri einfalt en djarft! Platan fékk frábæra dóma þegar hún kom út og er talin ein af vörðum rokksögunnar. Hún náði toppsæti bandaríska vinsældalistans þegar hún kom út og hékk þar inni í 900 vikur samtals og hefur í dag selst í meira en 45 milljónum eintaka sem gerir hana að einni mest seldu plötu sögunnar. Með Dark side of the Moon varð Pink Floyd að einni vinsælustu hljómsveit heims og þeirri stöðu hefur sveitin eiginlega haldið allar götur síðan. Pink Floyd er ein af lykilsveitum rokksögunnar og viðmið. Þeyr - Rúdolf Dropkick Murphys - Mick Jones nicked my pudding Jimi Hendrix - Freedom Cornershop - St. Marie under canon The Hotrats - Queen bitch Pink Floyd - Speak to me (plata þáttarins) Pink Floyd - Breathe (in the air) (plata þáttarins) Pink Floyd - On the run (plata þáttarins) VINUR ÞÁTTARINS Bob Seger - Night moves SÍMATÍMI The Pretenders - The buzz Rookie - Hold on tight ZZ Top - Gimme all your lovin (óskalag) Syd Barrett - Baby Lemonade (óskalag) Beach Boys - 409 (óskalag) Johny Depp & Jeff Beck - Isolation Vonbrigði - Fótspor í köldu herbergi (óskalag) Rammstein - America Yes - America (óskalag) Lamb of God - Momento Mori (óskalag) Týr - Ormurinn langi (óskalag) U2 - Helter Skelter (live) (óskalag) Oasis - I am the Walrus (live) (óskalag) Pat Travers - Boom boom (Out go

Það er enginn gestur í kvöld en við fáum lag frá vini þáttarins kl. 19.45, óskalagasíminn opnar kl. 20.00 og plata þáttarins sem við heyrum amk. þrjú lög af er plata Pink Floyd - Dark Side of the Moon sem kom út 1973, er áttunda hljóðversplata sögunnar og ein mest selda plata sögunnar. Platan kom út 1. Mars ?73 en þennan dag það ár hafði hún selst í gull í Ameríku. Sveitin var búin að spila lög plötunnar talsvert til á tónleikum áður en upptökur hófust, en platan var svo tekin upp í tveimur lotum í stúdíó 3 í Abbey Road í London. Dark Side of the Moon var rökrétt framhald þess sem sveitin hafði verið að gera árin á undan. Þetta er „konsept“ plata þar sem umfjölunarefnin eru átök, grægði, tíminn, dauðinn og geðveiki, en gamli félagi þeirra Floyd pilta - Syd Barret sem yfirgaf sveitina 1968 var þeim innblástur. Dark side of the Moon er tímamótaplata og þar voru notaðar allskyns græjur og tól til að ná fram hljóðum sem lítið höfðu heyrst á plötum til þessa tíma - teip-lúppur, analóg syntheseiserar ofl. Sveitin naut aðstoðar upptökumannsins Alan Parson við gerð plötunnar og hann reyndist betri en enginn. Umslagið sem er eitt þekkasta plötuumslag sögunnar gerði Storm Thorgersson eftir hugmyndum frá hljómsveitinni, en þeir báðu um að umslagið væri einfalt en djarft! Platan fékk frábæra dóma þegar hún kom út og er talin ein af vörðum rokksögunnar. Hún náði toppsæti bandaríska vinsældalistans þegar hún kom út og hékk þar inni í 900 vikur samtals og hefur í dag selst í meira en 45 milljónum eintaka sem gerir hana að einni mest seldu plötu sögunnar. Með Dark side of the Moon varð Pink Floyd að einni vinsælustu hljómsveit heims og þeirri stöðu hefur sveitin eiginlega haldið allar götur síðan. Pink Floyd er ein af lykilsveitum rokksögunnar og viðmið. Þeyr - Rúdolf Dropkick Murphys - Mick Jones nicked my pudding Jimi Hendrix - Freedom Cornershop - St. Marie under canon The Hotrats - Queen bitch Pink Floyd - Speak to me (plata þáttarins) Pink Floyd - Breathe (in the air) (plata þáttarins) Pink Floyd - On the run (plata þáttarins) VINUR ÞÁTTARINS Bob Seger - Night moves SÍMATÍMI The Pretenders - The buzz Rookie - Hold on tight ZZ Top - Gimme all your lovin (óskalag) Syd Barrett - Baby Lemonade (óskalag) Beach Boys - 409 (óskalag) Johny Depp & Jeff Beck - Isolation Vonbrigði - Fótspor í köldu herbergi (óskalag) Rammstein - America Yes - America (óskalag) Lamb of God - Momento Mori (óskalag) Týr - Ormurinn langi (óskalag) U2 - Helter Skelter (live) (óskalag) Oasis - I am the Walrus (live) (óskalag) Pat Travers - Boom boom (Out go

'Wish You Were Here' (Pink Floyd) - La banda más onírica de la historia del rock con Eduardo Antón ¡Bienvenidos a los Vinilos de Barbarella! El podcast donde sólo se escucha música en formato de vinilo. Pink Floyd ha sido uno de esos poco grupos de música que han pasado a formar parte de la cultura popular. Pioneros de la psicodelia durante la segunda mitad de la década de los 60, fueron una de las bandas habituales en los legendarios locales del underground británico UFO, Roundhouse y Marquee. La formación original estaba compuesta por Syd Barrett, como guitarra, líder y compositor, acompañado por Roger Waters al bajo, Richard Wright a los teclados, y Nick Mason a la batería. Este disco está inspirado en el material que compusieron durante su gira europea de 1974 y lo grabaron en los Abbey Road Studios de Londres. Su temática explora el vacío que Syd Barret dejó en la banda, y sus problemas mentales. También ataca directamente a la industria discográfica. Se estrenó en Knebworth en julio de 1975, para después ser lanzado oficialmente en septiembre de ese mismo año. Fue un éxito inmediato; la compañía discográfica EMI ni siquiera pudo editar las suficientes copias para satisfacer la demanda. Está posicionado en el puesto número 209 de la lista de los 500 mejores álbumes de la historia elaborada por la revista Rolling Stone. Los temas que reseñamos hoy son: ‘Welcome To The Machine', 'Have A Cigar', 'Wish You Were Here' y 'Shine On You Crazy Diamond. Part I-V'. Hoy pincharemos una edición original española del año 1975. Los datos de dicha edición son: Título: Wish You Were Here Artista: Pink Floyd Sello Discográfico: EMI-Odeon Label Code: B.35535 Año: 1975 Fabricación: España Los enlaces que aparecen en el Podcast son los siguientes: Web de Pink Floyd: http://www.pinkfloyd.com/home.php Web de Syd Barret: http://www.sydbarrett.com Web de Roger Waters: https://rogerwaters.com Web de Richard Wright: http://richardwright.net Web de Nick Mason: https://www.thebeachboys.com Web de David Gilmour: http://www.davidgilmour.com Podcast 'Hablemos de Montessori': https://www.ivoox.com/podcast-hablemos-montessori_sq_f1583814_1.html Web de Ràdio Taradell: https://www.radiotaradell.com No olvides dejar tu comentarios y puntuaciones en iTunes, para nosotros son muy importantes. Ponte en contacto con nosotros: Web: http://www.vinilosbarbarella.com Facebook: http://facebook.com/barbarellavinyls2 Twitter: @barbarellavinyl Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/barbarellavinyls/ Flickr: https://www.flickr.com/photos/116847885@N05/show/ 'Wish You Were Here' de Pink Floyd

'Wish You Were Here' (Pink Floyd) - La banda más onírica de la historia del rock con Eduardo Antón ¡Bienvenidos a los Vinilos de Barbarella! El podcast donde sólo se escucha música en formato de vinilo. Pink Floyd ha sido uno de esos poco grupos de música que han pasado a formar parte de la cultura popular. Pioneros de la psicodelia durante la segunda mitad de la década de los 60, fueron una de las bandas habituales en los legendarios locales del underground británico UFO, Roundhouse y Marquee. La formación original estaba compuesta por Syd Barrett, como guitarra, líder y compositor, acompañado por Roger Waters al bajo, Richard Wright a los teclados, y Nick Mason a la batería. Este disco está inspirado en el material que compusieron durante su gira europea de 1974 y lo grabaron en los Abbey Road Studios de Londres. Su temática explora el vacío que Syd Barret dejó en la banda, y sus problemas mentales. También ataca directamente a la industria discográfica. Se estrenó en Knebworth en julio de 1975, para después ser lanzado oficialmente en septiembre de ese mismo año. Fue un éxito inmediato; la compañía discográfica EMI ni siquiera pudo editar las suficientes copias para satisfacer la demanda. Está posicionado en el puesto número 209 de la lista de los 500 mejores álbumes de la historia elaborada por la revista Rolling Stone. Los temas que reseñamos hoy son: ‘Welcome To The Machine', 'Have A Cigar', 'Wish You Were Here' y 'Shine On You Crazy Diamond. Part I-V'. Hoy pincharemos una edición original española del año 1975. Los datos de dicha edición son: Título: Wish You Were Here Artista: Pink Floyd Sello Discográfico: EMI-Odeon Label Code: B.35535 Año: 1975 Fabricación: España Los enlaces que aparecen en el Podcast son los siguientes: Web de Pink Floyd: http://www.pinkfloyd.com/home.php Web de Syd Barret: http://www.sydbarrett.com Web de Roger Waters: https://rogerwaters.com Web de Richard Wright: http://richardwright.net Web de Nick Mason: https://www.thebeachboys.com Web de David Gilmour: http://www.davidgilmour.com Podcast 'Hablemos de Montessori': https://www.ivoox.com/podcast-hablemos-montessori_sq_f1583814_1.html Web de Ràdio Taradell: https://www.radiotaradell.com No olvides dejar tu comentarios y puntuaciones en iTunes, para nosotros son muy importantes. Ponte en contacto con nosotros: Web: http://www.vinilosbarbarella.com Facebook: http://facebook.com/barbarellavinyls2 Twitter: @barbarellavinyl Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/barbarellavinyls/ Flickr: https://www.flickr.com/photos/116847885@N05/show/ 'Wish You Were Here' de Pink Floyd

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Funfacts-spalten er fakta med en morsom vri, som at et menneske blunker over fire millioner ganger i året eller at Syd Barret, grunnleggeren av Pink Floyd, bosatte seg i Mjøndalen på 70-tallet. (Kilde: http://rr.eikern.net/wiki/Funfacts-spalten)

Pink FloydMusik ist unser Leben. Wenn ein Song läuft, dann sind wir direkt in der Geschichte drin: Der erste Kuss, das erste Auto, der Urlaub mit der Familie, wie wir gelacht und geweint haben. Oder auch: Mensch, da war ich 18, da war das Fest zu meinem 30igsten. Und es gibt Songs die bleiben einfach für immer!! Die großen 100 Songs der Musikgeschichte, die von den 50igern bis heute unser Leben mit geprägt haben. Die Geschichten zu den Songs, die wollen wir hier erzählen, damit Ihr auf der nächsten Party auch was zu erzählen habt. See acast.com/privacy for privacy and opt-out information.

La controcultura degli anni '60 non abbraccia solo la politica ma si estende anche all'arte e alla musica, grazie soprattutto alla psichedelia: la scoperta della mente alimentata dall’LSD. Visioni distorte e surreali, colori sgargianti e animazioni, sono usati per evocare gli stati alterati della coscienza rivelati dalle sostanze allucinogene. . I manifesti di quel periodo mirano proprio a rievocare i viaggi immaginari - i cosiddetti "trip" - che hanno ispirato i più grandi artisti di quella generazione: dai Beatles a Jimi Hendrix, passando per Janis Joplin e Syd Barret. . Ne abbiamo parlato con la giornalista scientifica Agnese Codignola, autrice del libro "LSD: storia di una sostanza stupefacente", UTET, con la quale abbiamo analizzato la storia di questa sostanza stupefacente, a partire dal suo boom negli anni '60 alla successiva demonizzazione, fino alla cauta rivalutazione che sta ricevendo negli ultlimi anni. . Playlist: 1) Peace of Mind - Blue Cheer 2) Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds - The Beatles 3) Paint it, Black - Rolling Stones 4) Fly Like an Eagle - Steve Miller Band 5) Piece of My Heart - Janis Joplin . FONTI: Per la storia su Mia Martini si ringrazia il Giornale dello Spettacolo, "Mia Martini, dimenticata in carcere per mezzo grammodi hashish", capitolo scritto da Roberto Manfredi nel libro "Artisti in galera"

Habiamos dejado nuestra pequeña historia de la música pop en el mundo hippy, con sus luces estroboscópicas, luces negras, técnicas láser, proyecciones de colores y desarrollos musicales con temas de larga instrumentación. Bueno, pues todo esto, favoreció que, paralelamente, surgieran grupos identificados con estas nuevas formas de conciertos y un paso más lejos de la esfera hippy. En Londres el fenómeno tuvo un hondo calado desde finales de 1966 y se prolongó a lo largo del 67. El primer concierto de música psicodélica se celebró el 29 de abril de 1967 en el Alexander Palace de Londres, y en él actuaron como nuevos grupos Pink Floyd y Soft Machine, además de una desconocida artista japonesa llamada Yoko Ono. Esto ha sido The Piper at the gates of dawn, The Pink Floyd Sound, corte principal de su disco debut, lanzado el 5 de agosto de 1967. Este disco fue uno de los primeros en explorar el rock psicodélico, junto con Sgt. Pepper's de The Beatles y lo cierto es que se le considera uno de los LPs más influyentes de la historia del rock psicodélico. Pink Floyd fue formado por tres estudiantes de arquitectura: Roger Waters, Richard Wright y Nick Mason. Se consolidaron cuando se les unió un genio musical llamado Syd Barret, un tipo inclasificable y visionario. Él cambió su orientación y les bautizó con su nombre definitivo. Pink Floyd - Wish You Were Here El cuarteto frecuentó clubs y festivales como el Spontaneous Underground, y rápidamente dio que hablar. Debutaron discográficamente en 1967 y se codearon con Cream, Jimi Hendrix, lo mejorcito. Todo un espaldarazo. Por desgracia, al poco de editarse su primer LP, Syd Barrett tocó fondo. Sus escarceos con las drogas y su frágil moral le hundieron. Entró David Gilmour a la guitarra y durante un breve lapso de tiempo fueron cinco, hasta que Syd tuvo que apartarse definitivamente. Con la publicación de A Saucerful of Secrets en 1968, el estilo de la banda dio un giro debido a la salida de Barrett y a la entrada de Gilmour. Definido como un álbum de transición, en él se mezclan las canciones psicodélicas semejantes a las firmadas por Barrett y piezas más experimentales, con influencias de la música clásica y que ayudaron a marcar el posterior sonido de Pink Floyd. Pink Floyd - Shine On You Crazy Diamond Con The Wall, la supremacía de Waters en la creatividad de Pink Floyd se hizo claramente patente. Con todo, es uno de los discos más famosos de la discografía de la banda y uno de los más vendidos de la historia. El disco es una ópera rock basada en una estrella de rock que se aísla del mundo a base de consumir drogas, construyendo un muro a su alrededor. Aunque Waters lo haya negado varias veces, el álbum parece una autobiografía suya, puesto que el protagonista, llamado «Pink», guarda numerosas similitudes con él. El disco está compuesto básicamente por canciones cortas de uno, dos ó tres minutos aproximadamente, unidas con piezas más largas . La canción «Another Brick in the Wall» se alzó rápidamente como la canción más representativa del disco y una de las más conocidas del grupo, con un característico coro de niños cantando la línea «We don't need no education». Esta frase luego sería criticada y caricaturizada por artistas como Elvis Costello en alguno de sus discos. En The Wall es también famoso el solo de guitarra final de «Comfortably Numb», compuesto por Gilmour y, para muchos, uno de los mejores de la historia. Pink floyd - another brick in the wall Y este es el famoso solo. La canción es un poquito larga por lo que solo podremos el final. Pink Floyd - Comfortably numb El otro grupo más representativo de esta corrientes fue The Soft Machine y este que está sonando, su primer sencillo: “Love Makes Sweet Music” The Soft Machine fue un grupo musical inglés de rock formado en 1966, y que durante su inestable e intensa carrera (con más de 15 miembros en poco más de una década) pasaron por la psicodelia y el rock progresivo para finalmente desembocar en el jazz fusión, siendo pioneros en los tres géneros. Lo fundaron el guitarrista Daevid Allen, el teclista Mike Ratledge, el cantante y bajista Kevin Ayers y el cantante y bateria Robert Wyatt. Su nombre proviene de la novela de William Burroughs The Soft Machine (La Máquina Suave, 1961). The Soft Machine tuvo varias etapas que las podríamos denominar según el líder de turno de la banda. Así, uno de los más importantes fue protagonizado por Ratledge y Hopper. El repertorio en vivo fue cambiando, con nuevas composiciones de Ratledge y Hopper, mientras las piezas antiguas iban desapareciendo progresivamente. Ya nada quedaba de Wilde Flowers, de la época con Daevid Allen ni del primer disco. Al mismo tiempo, las partes cantadas por Wyatt también iban disminuyendo. En este momento se editó Third, LP doble que marcará un antes y un después para la banda.. Soft Machine - Moon in June La ultima etapa de la banda estuvo liderada por Karl Jenkins. Si bien compuso casi la mitad de Six, el LP que lo confirmó como nuevo líder fue Seven (1974), donde hace su debut Roy Babbington como nuevo bajista. Seven tuvo buenas críticas en su momento. En los siguientes tres años no habría álbumes de Soft Machine, excepto el primer recopilatorio, Triple Echo (1977), y el single de música disco «Soft Space» el mismo año. Sin embargo, en esta época habría varios proyectos paralelos. Y entre estos proyectos, cada vez más personales de sus miembros, llegó su disolución en 1.984. Y como siempre nos preguntamos, que estaba pasando en España con este estilo de música? La psicodelia, por definición, un sonido que replica las experiencias con setas mágicas, mezcalina o LSD no tenían cabida en la España de los 60, cuando el aislamiento cultural del régimen sirvió de barrera contra estas y otras influencias foráneas. Todos los grupos se veían obligados a enviar sus discos a la Dirección General de Radiodifusión y Televisión, que calificaba como «no radiables» aquellos títulos relacionados con el contacto físico, el mundo de la noche y, en general, que filtraran cualquier atisbo de vicio. Las bandas psicodélicas que se oteaban en el horizonte anglosajón casi no consiguieron ser «radiables». Pero, en España, hay algunos tesoros enterrados. Smash, con su fusión de psicodelia y folclore andaluz, sí consiguio franquear al mismisimo Franco. Smash – El Garrotin Si algo bueno ocurrió gracias a las bases militares de Rota, Morón o San Pablo, es que los americanos traían música. Vinilos de rock clandestinos, que caían en manos de aquellos jóvenes españoles con ganas de libertad. Jóvenes como Gualberto Garcia, guitarrista de Smash o Manuel Molina, guitarrista y cantante del mismo grupo y posterior Lole y Manuel. Pero si hay una piedra angular del rock progresivo andaluz, tiene que ser Triana. Triana - Abre la puerta niña Triana se formó en 1974 en Sevilla por Jesús de la Rosa Luque, Eduardo Rodríguez Rodway y Juan José Palacios Tele. Con un estilo musical basado principalmente en el rock progresivo y una alta influencia del flamenco, se erigieron como una de las bandas más importantes e influyentes del rock español. Sus tres primeros lanzamientos discográficos forman parte de los álbumes más alabados de la época de esplendor del rock progresivo español aunque su éxito y reconocimiento fue algo tardío. Especialmente con la publicación del sencillo «Tu frialdad» que llegaría a alcanzar el primer puesto en las listas de venta españolas. El accidente de tráfico que sufrió Jesús de la Rosa en 1983 acabó con su vida y provocó la disolución de la banda. TRIANA- TU FRIALDAD Misma década de los 70, misma España gris, surge en Barcelona otra genial banda de rock psicodélico, con influencias acid-folk, Pan y Regaliz. Se atrevieron a cantar en inglés y consiguieron un sonido muy carismático, con influencias africanas. Su paso, desafortunadamente, fue breve. Su música era tan buena que llegaron a pincharla en varios pubs ingleses. Pan y regaliz - Un día más En mayo del 71, Granollers fue epicentro del primer Festival de Música Progresiva en España (y el primer festival al aire libre). Sus asistentes, la también primera generación de soñadores psicodélicos, jugaron por unas horas a ser libres. Durante esas intensas noches de amor, paz, alucinógenos y buena música, tocaron Smash y Pan y Regaliz, junto a otras bandas como Maquina!, más jazzeros y eléctricos. Barcelona, habitualmente aventajada en creación artística, parió otro de los mejores sonidos del progresivo español. MAQUINA! - Burning Butts Más allá de Andalucía y Cataluña, también hubo vida. Crack, asturianos haciendo también rock sinfónico en plena industrialización, sólo duraron un año. Sin embargo, Si todo hiciera crack es un disco épico, en todos los sentidos; una armonía preciosista de guitarras, teclado y flauta. A pesar de sus majestuosas composiciones, pasaron sin pena ni gloria por España, aunque sí recibieron alabanzas desde el extranjero. De este disco escuchamos Descenso en el Mahellstrong. Crack - Descenso en el Mahëllstrong https://youtu.be/frhHW4833p8 Pero el sinfónico más luminoso vino de las islas. Los Canarios, con Teddy Bautista (más tarde famosísimo presidente de la SGAE) al frente, también le dieron al progresivo con su joya Ciclos, una dimensión onírica de Las cuatro estaciones de Vivaldi. Por desgracia, es su único disco de este género, bellamente artificioso y con instrumentación electrónica potente. Las cuatro estaciones son sustituidas por las cuatro etapas del desarrollo humano: niñez, juventud, madurez y vejez. Escuchamos “la Primavera”, de Vivaldi. CANARIOS (Ciclos) - La Primavera Y por hoy nada más. Me despido de vosotros hasta la próxima semana con esta extraordinaria obra. “Buenas, buenísimas vibraciones”

Funfacts-spalten er fakta med en morsom vri, som at et menneske blunker over fire millioner ganger i året eller at Syd Barret, grunnleggeren av Pink Floyd, bosatte seg i Mjøndalen på 70-tallet. (Kilde: http://rr.eikern.net/wiki/Funfacts-spalten)

Habiamos dejado nuestra pequeña historia de la música pop en el mundo hippy, con sus luces estroboscópicas, luces negras, técnicas láser, proyecciones de colores y desarrollos musicales con temas de larga instrumentación. Bueno, pues todo esto, favoreció que, paralelamente, surgieran grupos identificados con estas nuevas formas de conciertos y un paso más lejos de la esfera hippy. En Londres el fenómeno tuvo un hondo calado desde finales de 1966 y se prolongó a lo largo del 67. El primer concierto de música psicodélica se celebró el 29 de abril de 1967 en el Alexander Palace de Londres, y en él actuaron como nuevos grupos Pink Floyd y Soft Machine, además de una desconocida artista japonesa llamada Yoko Ono. Esto ha sido The Piper at the gates of dawn, The Pink Floyd Sound, corte principal de su disco debut, lanzado el 5 de agosto de 1967. Este disco fue uno de los primeros en explorar el rock psicodélico, junto con Sgt. Pepper's de The Beatles y lo cierto es que se le considera uno de los LPs más influyentes de la historia del rock psicodélico. Pink Floyd fue formado por tres estudiantes de arquitectura: Roger Waters, Richard Wright y Nick Mason. Se consolidaron cuando se les unió un genio musical llamado Syd Barret, un tipo inclasificable y visionario. Él cambió su orientación y les bautizó con su nombre definitivo. Pink Floyd - Wish You Were Here El cuarteto frecuentó clubs y festivales como el Spontaneous Underground, y rápidamente dio que hablar. Debutaron discográficamente en 1967 y se codearon con Cream, Jimi Hendrix, lo mejorcito. Todo un espaldarazo. Por desgracia, al poco de editarse su primer LP, Syd Barrett tocó fondo. Sus escarceos con las drogas y su frágil moral le hundieron. Entró David Gilmour a la guitarra y durante un breve lapso de tiempo fueron cinco, hasta que Syd tuvo que apartarse definitivamente. Con la publicación de A Saucerful of Secrets en 1968, el estilo de la banda dio un giro debido a la salida de Barrett y a la entrada de Gilmour. Definido como un álbum de transición, en él se mezclan las canciones psicodélicas semejantes a las firmadas por Barrett y piezas más experimentales, con influencias de la música clásica y que ayudaron a marcar el posterior sonido de Pink Floyd. Pink Floyd - Shine On You Crazy Diamond Con The Wall, la supremacía de Waters en la creatividad de Pink Floyd se hizo claramente patente. Con todo, es uno de los discos más famosos de la discografía de la banda y uno de los más vendidos de la historia. El disco es una ópera rock basada en una estrella de rock que se aísla del mundo a base de consumir drogas, construyendo un muro a su alrededor. Aunque Waters lo haya negado varias veces, el álbum parece una autobiografía suya, puesto que el protagonista, llamado «Pink», guarda numerosas similitudes con él. El disco está compuesto básicamente por canciones cortas de uno, dos ó tres minutos aproximadamente, unidas con piezas más largas . La canción «Another Brick in the Wall» se alzó rápidamente como la canción más representativa del disco y una de las más conocidas del grupo, con un característico coro de niños cantando la línea «We don't need no education». Esta frase luego sería criticada y caricaturizada por artistas como Elvis Costello en alguno de sus discos. En The Wall es también famoso el solo de guitarra final de «Comfortably Numb», compuesto por Gilmour y, para muchos, uno de los mejores de la historia. Pink floyd - another brick in the wall Y este es el famoso solo. La canción es un poquito larga por lo que solo podremos el final. Pink Floyd - Comfortably numb El otro grupo más representativo de esta corrientes fue The Soft Machine y este que está sonando, su primer sencillo: “Love Makes Sweet Music” The Soft Machine fue un grupo musical inglés de rock formado en 1966, y que durante su inestable e intensa carrera (con más de 15 miembros en poco más de una década) pasaron por la psicodelia y el rock progresivo para finalmente desembocar en el jazz fusión, siendo pioneros en los tres géneros. Lo fundaron el guitarrista Daevid Allen, el teclista Mike Ratledge, el cantante y bajista Kevin Ayers y el cantante y bateria Robert Wyatt. Su nombre proviene de la novela de William Burroughs The Soft Machine (La Máquina Suave, 1961). The Soft Machine tuvo varias etapas que las podríamos denominar según el líder de turno de la banda. Así, uno de los más importantes fue protagonizado por Ratledge y Hopper. El repertorio en vivo fue cambiando, con nuevas composiciones de Ratledge y Hopper, mientras las piezas antiguas iban desapareciendo progresivamente. Ya nada quedaba de Wilde Flowers, de la época con Daevid Allen ni del primer disco. Al mismo tiempo, las partes cantadas por Wyatt también iban disminuyendo. En este momento se editó Third, LP doble que marcará un antes y un después para la banda.. Soft Machine - Moon in June La ultima etapa de la banda estuvo liderada por Karl Jenkins. Si bien compuso casi la mitad de Six, el LP que lo confirmó como nuevo líder fue Seven (1974), donde hace su debut Roy Babbington como nuevo bajista. Seven tuvo buenas críticas en su momento. En los siguientes tres años no habría álbumes de Soft Machine, excepto el primer recopilatorio, Triple Echo (1977), y el single de música disco «Soft Space» el mismo año. Sin embargo, en esta época habría varios proyectos paralelos. Y entre estos proyectos, cada vez más personales de sus miembros, llegó su disolución en 1.984. Y como siempre nos preguntamos, que estaba pasando en España con este estilo de música? La psicodelia, por definición, un sonido que replica las experiencias con setas mágicas, mezcalina o LSD no tenían cabida en la España de los 60, cuando el aislamiento cultural del régimen sirvió de barrera contra estas y otras influencias foráneas. Todos los grupos se veían obligados a enviar sus discos a la Dirección General de Radiodifusión y Televisión, que calificaba como «no radiables» aquellos títulos relacionados con el contacto físico, el mundo de la noche y, en general, que filtraran cualquier atisbo de vicio. Las bandas psicodélicas que se oteaban en el horizonte anglosajón casi no consiguieron ser «radiables». Pero, en España, hay algunos tesoros enterrados. Smash, con su fusión de psicodelia y folclore andaluz, sí consiguio franquear al mismisimo Franco. Smash – El Garrotin Si algo bueno ocurrió gracias a las bases militares de Rota, Morón o San Pablo, es que los americanos traían música. Vinilos de rock clandestinos, que caían en manos de aquellos jóvenes españoles con ganas de libertad. Jóvenes como Gualberto Garcia, guitarrista de Smash o Manuel Molina, guitarrista y cantante del mismo grupo y posterior Lole y Manuel. Pero si hay una piedra angular del rock progresivo andaluz, tiene que ser Triana. Triana - Abre la puerta niña Triana se formó en 1974 en Sevilla por Jesús de la Rosa Luque, Eduardo Rodríguez Rodway y Juan José Palacios Tele. Con un estilo musical basado principalmente en el rock progresivo y una alta influencia del flamenco, se erigieron como una de las bandas más importantes e influyentes del rock español. Sus tres primeros lanzamientos discográficos forman parte de los álbumes más alabados de la época de esplendor del rock progresivo español aunque su éxito y reconocimiento fue algo tardío. Especialmente con la publicación del sencillo «Tu frialdad» que llegaría a alcanzar el primer puesto en las listas de venta españolas. El accidente de tráfico que sufrió Jesús de la Rosa en 1983 acabó con su vida y provocó la disolución de la banda. TRIANA- TU FRIALDAD Misma década de los 70, misma España gris, surge en Barcelona otra genial banda de rock psicodélico, con influencias acid-folk, Pan y Regaliz. Se atrevieron a cantar en inglés y consiguieron un sonido muy carismático, con influencias africanas. Su paso, desafortunadamente, fue breve. Su música era tan buena que llegaron a pincharla en varios pubs ingleses. Pan y regaliz - Un día más En mayo del 71, Granollers fue epicentro del primer Festival de Música Progresiva en España (y el primer festival al aire libre). Sus asistentes, la también primera generación de soñadores psicodélicos, jugaron por unas horas a ser libres. Durante esas intensas noches de amor, paz, alucinógenos y buena música, tocaron Smash y Pan y Regaliz, junto a otras bandas como Maquina!, más jazzeros y eléctricos. Barcelona, habitualmente aventajada en creación artística, parió otro de los mejores sonidos del progresivo español. MAQUINA! - Burning Butts Más allá de Andalucía y Cataluña, también hubo vida. Crack, asturianos haciendo también rock sinfónico en plena industrialización, sólo duraron un año. Sin embargo, Si todo hiciera crack es un disco épico, en todos los sentidos; una armonía preciosista de guitarras, teclado y flauta. A pesar de sus majestuosas composiciones, pasaron sin pena ni gloria por España, aunque sí recibieron alabanzas desde el extranjero. De este disco escuchamos Descenso en el Mahellstrong. Crack - Descenso en el Mahëllstrong https://youtu.be/frhHW4833p8 Pero el sinfónico más luminoso vino de las islas. Los Canarios, con Teddy Bautista (más tarde famosísimo presidente de la SGAE) al frente, también le dieron al progresivo con su joya Ciclos, una dimensión onírica de Las cuatro estaciones de Vivaldi. Por desgracia, es su único disco de este género, bellamente artificioso y con instrumentación electrónica potente. Las cuatro estaciones son sustituidas por las cuatro etapas del desarrollo humano: niñez, juventud, madurez y vejez. Escuchamos “la Primavera”, de Vivaldi. CANARIOS (Ciclos) - La Primavera Y por hoy nada más. Me despido de vosotros hasta la próxima semana con esta extraordinaria obra. “Buenas, buenísimas vibraciones”

Funfacts-spalten er fakta med en morsom vri, som at et menneske blunker over fire millioner ganger i året eller at Syd Barret, grunnleggeren av Pink Floyd, bosatte seg i Mjøndalen på 70-tallet. (Kilde: http://rr.eikern.net/wiki/Funfacts-spalten)

Funfacts-spalten er fakta med en morsom vri, som at et menneske blunker over fire millioner ganger i året eller at Syd Barret, grunnleggeren av Pink Floyd, bosatte seg i Mjøndalen på 70-tallet. (Kilde: http://rr.eikern.net/wiki/Funfacts-spalten)

Pink Floyd begins their rise as the legendary psychedelic band and Syd Barret begins a downward spiral into a drug induced nightmare. Some of us like it and some of think that it's unnecessary listening for the band.

Lista la emisión N°3 de "En el principio era Pink Floyd", en la cual Herbert Neutra se adentra en la difícil y determinante coyuntura de la banda en la que Syd Barret sale (hasta de la misma realidad), es reemplazado por David Gilmour, y las consecuencias de este cambio para la propuesta y el sonido de Pink Floyd. Todo ello, en una pertinente contextualización social, política y científica. Podcast del 12 de mayo, auspiciado por Galeria Afirme en Ciudad de México y Colectivo audiovisual Zerkalo en Buenos Aires.

Another candidate for "World's Greatest Rock Band" is the simultaneously massive and mythic Pink Floyd. The spirit of Syd Barret permeated both the sound and subject matter of much of the band's seventies output. This period saw them transition from space-rock pioneers to achieve worldwide status as rock royalty. We play 8 beautifully mind-bending gems from Roger, David, Richard and Nick.

Programa emitido en Transporte News Radio el pasado 28 de mayo de 2018. Con motivo de los recientes pasos por España de Roger Waters, Musikalia dedica el programa de hoy a repasar la trayectoria de uno de los grupos más importantes e influyentes de la historia del rock, PINK FLOYD. Repasaremos la vida del grupo que tuvo tres líderes y etapas desde su formación: la psicodélica de Syd Barret, la experimental y sinfónica de Roger Waters, y la para todos los públicos de David Gilmour. Una historia que acabó en uno de los enfrentamientos más encarnizados y famosos de la historia de la música popular.

Tras la debacle mental de su compositor y creador, Syd Barret, Pink Floyd entraron en un bache creativo que les llevó a moverse entre diferentes sesgos musicales para encontrar un acomodo personal y creativo donde pudieran desarrollarse mejor. El periodo transitorio que les lleva de 1968 a 1972 está cargado por el pánico al fracaso, la sombra indeleble del malogrado Barret, una experimentación arriesgada y la búsqueda de un discurso nuevo que sus limitadas facultades les pudiera proporcionar. Pese a que es imposible decir que no lo consiguieron, este trance no fue en absoluto sencillo para ninguno de ellos, que veían como la que ahora es una de las más grandes bandas del mundo, pendía de un hilo a cada nuevo disco que editaron hasta la llegada de The Dark Side of The Moon en 1973. El disco que les haría eternos.

Funfacts-spalten er fakta med en morsom vri, som at et menneske blunker over fire millioner ganger i året eller at Syd Barret, grunnleggeren av Pink Floyd, bosatte seg i Mjøndalen på 70-tallet. (Kilde: http://rr.eikern.net/wiki/Funfacts-spalten)

Roger Keith Barrett Cambridge, 6 de enero de 1946 - Cambridge, 7 de julio de 2006), conocido como Syd Barrett, fue el líder como cantante, guitarrista y compositor de la banda inglesa Pink Floyd.

Roger Keith Barrett Cambridge, 6 de enero de 1946 - Cambridge, 7 de julio de 2006), conocido como Syd Barrett, fue el líder como cantante, guitarrista y compositor de la banda inglesa Pink Floyd.

Emitido el 09/11/2016 en www.radioutopia.es El acontecimiento del año respecto al grunge es sin duda los conciertos que por primera vez en su historia están ofreciendo TEMPLE OF THE DOG en EEUU. 25 años hemos tenido que esperar para que Chris Cornell, Jeff Ament, Stone Gosard, Micke McCready y Matt Cameron decidan salir de gira y ofrecer 8 conciertos míticos y terriblemente exclusivos. Hoy escuchamos uno de sus directos plagadas de versiones de Mother Love Bone (5), Harry Nilson, Free, Bowie, Pink Floyd, Led Zeppelin, Syd Barret, The Cure o Black Sabbath... donde también encontramos momentos mágicos como el guiño a Mad Season o material inédito como "Mising". Xana Lafuente, la que fuera novia de Andrew Wood, lleva años diciendo que aquellas canciones se grabaron para un momento íntimo y que Cornell prometió ceder todas las ganancias del disco a Instituciones de Caridad, cosa que nunca hizo. Sea como sea, con sus lados oscuros y sus momentos brillantes escuchar a Temple of The Dog en 2016 es una maravilla.

Emitido el 09/11/2016 en www.radioutopia.es El acontecimiento del año respecto al grunge es sin duda los conciertos que por primera vez en su historia están ofreciendo TEMPLE OF THE DOG en EEUU. 25 años hemos tenido que esperar para que Chris Cornell, Jeff Ament, Stone Gosard, Micke McCready y Matt Cameron decidan salir de gira y ofrecer 8 conciertos míticos y terriblemente exclusivos. Hoy escuchamos uno de sus directos plagadas de versiones de Mother Love Bone (5), Harry Nilson, Free, Bowie, Pink Floyd, Led Zeppelin, Syd Barret, The Cure o Black Sabbath... donde también encontramos momentos mágicos como el guiño a Mad Season o material inédito como "Mising". Xana Lafuente, la que fuera novia de Andrew Wood, lleva años diciendo que aquellas canciones se grabaron para un momento íntimo y que Cornell prometió ceder todas las ganancias del disco a Instituciones de Caridad, cosa que nunca hizo. Sea como sea, con sus lados oscuros y sus momentos brillantes escuchar a Temple of The Dog en 2016 es una maravilla.

Emitido el 29/09/2016 en www.radioutopia.es En los años 90 ya habíamos visto como Janis Joplin, Jimi Hendrix, Syd Barret, Keith Moon, Brian Jones o Syd Vicius habían bajado al infierno en busca de su dosis letal. Y aunque íbamos con la lección bien aprendida volvimos a tropezar en la misma piedra. Andrew Wood, Shannon Hoon, Layne Staley o Kurt Cobain abrazaron un estilo de vida que termino destruyéndoles. Otros como Damon Albarn, Frusciante, Noel Gallagher, Courtney Love o Justine Frichman lograron sobrevivir de las garras de la adicción como ya lo hicieron Keith Richards, Dylan, Lou Reed o Eric Clapton. En el programa nos acompaña Chincho Navarro, cocinero y ecólogo humano que irá guiando en este interesante viaje.

Emitido el 29/09/2016 en www.radioutopia.es En los años 90 ya habíamos visto como Janis Joplin, Jimi Hendrix, Syd Barret, Keith Moon, Brian Jones o Syd Vicius habían bajado al infierno en busca de su dosis letal. Y aunque íbamos con la lección bien aprendida volvimos a tropezar en la misma piedra. Andrew Wood, Shannon Hoon, Layne Staley o Kurt Cobain abrazaron un estilo de vida que termino destruyéndoles. Otros como Damon Albarn, Frusciante, Noel Gallagher, Courtney Love o Justine Frichman lograron sobrevivir de las garras de la adicción como ya lo hicieron Keith Richards, Dylan, Lou Reed o Eric Clapton. En el programa nos acompaña Chincho Navarro, cocinero y ecólogo humano que irá guiando en este interesante viaje.

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MC Hawking's Podcore Nerdcast Episode 14: Battle of the Smithsonian In this episode of MC Hawking's Podcore Nerdcast, Ken, Len, and Cassie talk about The Messed Up Everywhere Blues cocktail, STARMUS, Brock Turner, Donald Trump, Syd Barret, and John Cusack! Will It Suck: Swiss Army Man! Cassie brings the latest in Dinosaur News! LIKE us on Facebook at facebook.com/mchawkingspodcorenerdcast, and follow @podcorenerdcast and @mchawking on Twitter! And we have an Instagram now: podcorenerdcast!   Index: Jame's Cocktail Corner 00:01:10 Len reveals his latest creation, The Messed Up Everywhere Blues STARMUS Update 00:04:20 We're less than two weeks away from the big event! Brock Turner 00:09:07 When justice fails... Trump University 00:13:02 Trump saying Judge Gonzalo Curiel will be biased against him because he's of Mexican descent doesn't mean Trump is a racist, but it does mean he's worried that his racism might have caused the judge to form some bias against him. Dino Book Nook News 00:22:04 In this rare Dino News/Book Nook mashup, Cassie discusses What Really Happened to the Dinosaurs? by whackadoos John D. Morris and Ken Ham. Will It Suck: Swiss Army Man 00:35:15 Honestly, we mostly talk about John Cusack, who isn't even in this movie. But this movie looks great! The Syd Barrett Story 00:47:16 Someone should make this movie. Or maybe we will. Closing Chatter 00:53:31 You'll put your eye out, kid.

La Psicodelia o la Nueva Psicodelia es uno de los géneros más de moda hoy en día dentro del panorama musical. La evolución ha sido lenta. Se puede decir que la mayor característica de la modernización de este género, que únicamente vio sus días de gloria a finales de los 60-principio de los 70, ha sido la variedad con la que se ha ejecutado, ya sea desde el pop barroco pasando por el rock progresivo, la introspección folk, la experimentación basada en la utilización de sintetizadores o la electrónica más espacial. Un colorido “meltin pot” que inflama la imaginación de muchos jóvenes compositores alucinados con la obra de malditos como Kevin Ayers, Alexander “Skip” Spence o Syd Barret. Durante los ´80, grupos como The Soft Boys o Echo and The Bunnymen, comenzaron a gestar el embrión de lo que sería la actual neo-psicodelia hasta su eclosión a mitad de los años ´90. Un estilo que ha recuperado la escucha activa y el espíritu inclasificable de sonoridad y experimentación de otros tiempos. Hoy repasaremos el psicodélico caleidoscopio musical del siglo XXI.

En este episodio presentaremos un Top 7 de los rockeros que verdaderamente sufrieron de algún desorden mental y de como esto influyó en su música. Hablaremos de Brian Wilson, Daniel Johnston, Craig Nicholls, Syd Barret, Petter Green, Charly García y Ian Curtis.

Emitido el 24/12/2015 en www.radioutopia.es Dicen las crónicas que los astros y el azar hicieron un pacto para los siguientes individuos comenzasen sus vidas con singulares y comunes propósitos: Roger Waters, Nicolas Mason, Richard Wright, Syd Barret y David Gilmour. Nuestro pequeño y humilde homenaje a los 50 años de Pink Floyd. Nos acompaña en el estudio Chincho Navarro.

Emitido el 24/12/2015 en www.radioutopia.es Dicen las crónicas que los astros y el azar hicieron un pacto para los siguientes individuos comenzasen sus vidas con singulares y comunes propósitos: Roger Waters, Nicolas Mason, Richard Wright, Syd Barret y David Gilmour. Nuestro pequeño y humilde homenaje a los 50 años de Pink Floyd. Nos acompaña en el estudio Chincho Navarro.

Il polpo mostro marino e creatura onirica secondo le visioni di musicisti diversi fra loro : Vinicio Capossela, Syd Barret , Beatles e Gentle Giant. Prima parte.

Il polpo mostro marino e creatura onirica secondo le visioni di musicisti diversi fra loro : Vinicio Capossela, Syd Barret , Beatles e Gentle Giant. Seconda parte.

en Marc Alonso fa un repàs a la història dels Pink Floyd, de Roger Waters, David Gilmour, Richard Wright, Syd Barret, Mason...de 1965 fins avui en dia.